
A women can feel her baby kick and move inside her womb as early as 12 weeks. However, for someone to feel that kick on the outside is another story. I am 25 weeks pregnant, and last night while laying in bed watching a movie Liam was kicking and punching like crazy. I usually feel my stomach to see if you can feel it from the outside. Instead I just grabbed Donovan's hand and put it right where Liam was kicking. Don instantly felt it. The look on his face was timeless. He looked at me with his eyes WIDE open and said "holy crap, was that him kicking?" The expression on his face was that of a kid in a candy store. I wish I had a picture. It was the coolest experience yet. For Liam's daddy to feel him kick for the first time was so amazing. After that first kick Donovan kept his hand on my stomach and felt TON more.
I have met several women who say they "loved being pregnant". I have also met several women who hated the experience of being pregnant. I would have to say that I am in between... I hate it, because what it does to my body. I feel fat, unattractive and I hurt all over, especially in my back. The swelling, and other intimate details of what pregnancy does to your body, along with all the worrying is NOT fun. From the day you conceive you worry about your baby. You worry if they are growing and developing normally, if they will have any type of illness, and on days you don't feel any movement you worry. I have been told that the worrying does NOT stop at birth. You worry about your children until the day you die (its the nature of the beast), but needless to say, I can not wait to give birth to my son. On the other hand I LOVE being pregnant. I love to feel my baby move inside of me, it is great knowing what God is doing inside of me. He creates a life from a sperm and egg. This life grows a head, body, brain, hands and feet. It is amazing. God truly knows the person he is creating long before we ever do. He knows what we will call him/her, and what they will look like. It is truly amazing.
So, depending on my feelings at that moment I love and hate being pregnant. It is a love/hate relationship... Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention, the comments people make. I have had some very nice comments made, and then some people, mostly women, have made some of the meanest comments. I truly believe those comments where said in good meaning, but the way there where said makes me sad. For example, I went to a seminar this weekend with my friend Kelly. It was called "The Women of Calvary". All the women of Calvary Chapel got together for worship and music at the Hyatt. It was a beautiful seminar. There was a lady sitting at our table and her and I where talking. As I have mentioned in previous posts Kelly is also pregnant. Her and I are due 11 days apart. This women asked how far along I am... I told her... she asked how far along Kelly is... I told her... and then she said "you are like me when I was pregnant, I got HUUUUUUUUUUUGE". The way she said the word HUGE with her eyes wide open broke my heart. I got a little hurt with the comment, but then just shrugged it off. Ahhhhhhh, some people. God bless that women.
I will post pictures from the "Women at Calvary" event. It was amazing. The guest speaker also had some amazing stories, and she focused on the birth of Jesus and how much of an amazing women Mary was! I will post this later.
God Bless!
ahh your post made me smile,made me happy...and I really needed that. God Bless you!! Oh yeah and don't worry about the people who say rude things, they will learn someday. All that matters is that your little baby is happy in your tummy. :)
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