Sweet Pea and I have gotten along so well during pregnancy that I am starting to worry that I will be paid back with a horrid delivery. I have been having very vivid dreams regarding labor lately, and, although they are idiotic, they do still scare me! I know in my heart that God made me capable of doing this, but the unknown is just so frightening. I guess I reached the six month point and realized..."Ummm...I'm going to have to HAVE this baby!" In these freak-out moments, I try to remind myself that I have the best support system anyone could ask for and that millions and millions of women have done this for millions of years. And then I have a glass of chocolate milk and everything seems okay.
We still haven't reached a consensus on a name for our little cowboy. I have been so blessed to have lots of suggestions from my co-workers, who started a "Name Jar" for Baby T. Sadly, though, we've not agreed on anything suggested so far. I feel so often like his name is just on the tip of my tongue and I can't quite form it. I am praying that it will come to me. I'm combing phonebooks, movie credits, and magazines for ideas, but I got nothin'. I am also thinking maybe we should go to the hospital with several names in mind and name him when we see him. Maybe a completely different name will come to me or Cole when we see Little Tippett. That's what happened when I was born. I was going to be "Amanda"!
Here's a little list of various other things I've noticed lately:
*I'm more easily worn out. I can't run here-there-and-everywhere like we are accustomed to doing!
*I'm more easily winded. A couple trips up and down the stairs for laundry proves this one!
*I'm soooo weepy lately! Hello, hormones!
*I'm in love with all things Baby....onesies, bottles, toys, diaper creams.......
*My heart beats a little faster when I think about actually holding my little boy.
Well, I'm hitting the hay. (See star 1). Here's a picture of me today at 24 weeks and 3 days. I see the doctor tomorrow! :)
That second paragraph sounds exactly like me when I was pregnant with Levi. Funny how you realize a little late in the game that babies have to come out somehow. Everything will be fine! I personally think that the not knowing works in your favor on delivery day. I kept thinking, well this isn't so bad, I can handle this, until we get to the really bad part. Then the next phase would start and I would think this is doable, until I get to the bad part. Before I knew it he was here and I thought, That wasn't nearly as scary as I thought it would be.
ReplyDeleteGood Luck with the names. I'll throw out Eli, Japheth, Ethan and Luke all names I love that my husband rejected when we were looking.
I think you are a rock star. By the way I like a couple of your friend's names. You should consider some of them. Luke's mom :)
ReplyDeleteYou look adorable. I had to chuckle at the realization that he must come out somehow. When my labor with Briana started I was in tears and told Alan "I changed my mind--I don't want to do this!!!" You know him, Mr. Matter-of-Fact just said "Well, it's a little late for that now!" chuckle I think the horror stories were much worse than the actuality, to be honest.
ReplyDeleteHave fun looking for names!! :)