Now that I've finally made it into the last trimester, it seems there isn't much to do but sit and wait. It seems as if the first 12 weeks crawled by and now here I am in the last 12 weeks grasping at the calendar days as they fly away. Being pregnant with her has given us a whole new perspective on the world. Yes, "her." Even though we swore up and down that a baby boy was going to give testosterone a fighting chance in our house, the ultrasound brought a crashing halt to that train of thought. Now poor Lee will have to constantly dodge the estrogen meteors for the next 18 years. He says he knew never stood a chance anyways.
It has been so fun to watch her grow, both excitedly on the ultrasound screen and bittersweetly in my waistline. I feel blessed that I got to skip the morning sickness and other terrors that EVERY other woman who has EVER been pregnant HAS to tell you to watch out for and how to take care of it. Maybe it was the fear of having half of my head be curly and the other half straight or having those tiger claw stretch marks, that mentally prepared me for what little symptoms I did have, to make them seem not so bad.
All in all, Lee and I both feel extremely lucky to be where we are and to have each other and our families to share in it.. not to mention all the strangers at Starbucks my mother just HAS to tell. So here starts the count down to Hailey Maureen's world debut.... 84 days to go
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