Things I have come to think about in the last 19 weeks:

I wonder how where parents, and especially moms, find the strengths to wait until birth to find out if they are having a baby boy or a baby girl.  I crave to know my baby’s name. Furthermore, I came to the conclusion today, that pregnancy cravings are not limited to food.  They could be movies, sleep, certain pillows, certain people, and activities. I keep telling myself i haven’t had weird cravings and that I seem to be eating pretty normal, but every meal I had last weekend had pineapples on it. I eat at least two bags of funyons a day, and my ice cream intake has increased (that is influenced by baby papa).  So here comes the realization, embrace the weird things and recognize them. EAT THOSE FUNYONS. WATCH TWILIGHT. FIND OUT THAT BABY’s GENDER. AND … share with the world whatever you choose, even if they don’t care to hear it.

In all seriousness though, the thoughts of excitement flood through, that the reality that a baby is coming is still a dream at this time. It truly is a scary thing that in just 21 more weeks, we will have a bouncy baby girl or boy. That in 21 more weeks, we will have another human to care for, and share our love with, and that in reality our needs are not number 1 any longer.  It is a selfless thing to be a parent, and active present parent.  I have fears, like any new mother would, but I can say I have no fear for the amount of love I will have for this baby, and the excitement and motivation I will have to create the best little human I can. I have faith that each of us will share a little piece of ourselves with our little one and give a pretty large piece of our hearts to him/her.

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