I always thought that when I got pregnant I would transition this blog from an everyday, follow my infertility journey to a joyful, follow my pregnancy journey.
Obviously I was wrong.
Someday I get the urge to write and chronicle every thought, every movement, every fear, every twinge, every symptom.
But I find that I can't.
I am so truly thankful to be here today (33w5d pregnant), but sometimes it still doesn't feel real.
I am big and uncomfortable, I feel our baby move daily, but I still think it won't be real until we hold our baby in our arms. And I still have so many fears that I don't even want to put into words, lest they become real.
We don't know what we are having and I am SO EXCITED to find out when the day comes. Our nursery is almost finished and my parents are almost on their way to visit/help us for a bit. Each day puts us closer and closer to the dream we have been dreaming for over 3 years.
I pray to God all the time that He protects our baby, that He grows he/she big and strong, and let's her/him stay inside, healthy and safe, until 40 weeks.
We are down to about 43 days now.
Life as we know it is definitely going to change.
