31 Weeks

31 Weeks and counting! 2 trimesters down and one to go! The time is flying and in 2 very short months you will be here. I can't believe how much we still need to do to prep for your arrival. It feels like I'm setting up a guest room for someone I've never met and in a way that's exactly what we're doing in your nursery. Except you're not a guest and while I don't know you yet, I know you already. I know that you get squirmy shortly after I've eaten something you enjoyed like salad or chocolate or (don't tell on me) that coffee I secretly had this morning and am now paying for by way of headache (so worth it though). I know that you are running out of space in my womb and that means you frequently bounce on my bladder (I promise, it's not a trampoline).I know that you can tell the difference between my hands on my belly and Daddy's hands and the dog's head. When I touch my belly you will continue on squirming and wiggling. When daddy puts his hands on my belly you hold as still as can be, and when the dogs touch my belly you'll stop moving too. You must have an opinion about who can and can't touch you right now. This little tricky of yours is actually kind of handy when I'm trying to fall asleep and you won't hold still. Daddy just puts his hands where I tell him and you freeze like a game of statues! Speaking of daddy, this past weekend was a wierd one for sure. It started with daddy giving me a beautiful surprise Friday night. Remember in my last post I talked about daddy being my rock? Well he gave me a card with a handwritten letter explaining that he is so lucky to have me as his wife and what an amazing mother I'll be to you, and reminded me that he's got my back, no matter what so don't stress over the little stuff. Then he gave me a gift bag and inside was a little black box with a necklace in it. On the necklace was your name. My constant reminder that I'm am enough and that's perfect for you and daddy. Saturday the stress of daddy's job and being strong for me caught daddy by surprise and we had our first fight since we found out about you. I want you to know baby girl, that healthy marriages have good days and bad days. It's important for you to understand that it's how those days are handled that make a strong marriage. Daddy and I will fight, but we will also love just as fiercely. By Sunday daddy was so sorry for the argument we had (it was about cleaning... Mine and Daddy's least favorite chore) so to make up for it we went shopping for things you will need, and spent the afternoon folding your tiny little baby things, painting arrows for your room and snuggling on the couch, while daddy tried unsuccessfully to get you to move under his hand. Hahahaha! Tonight we have our first baby class, bringing baby home, tomorrow is prepared child birth and Wednesday we have an ultrasound, then doctor's appointment, about 20 minutes to scarf down some dinner and then breastfeeding 101. You aren't even here yet and you keep us hopping!