Pregnancy #3

I love what pregnancy gives me, sweet little miracles, but I am not the happy, "I love everything about pregnancy" kind of person. I really wish I was. I have been blessed with fairly easy pregnancies, however each one has been very different.

With my first pregnancy I was so excited to be pregnant and everything was about me, me, me...what maternity clothes I should wear...what maternity pillow was most comfortable...what I wanted the nursery to look like...napping whenever I wanted to...my husband joining me at every OB appointment... Looking back I realize how selfish I was allowed to be.

My second pregnancy I had wanted just as much as my first. A month after I stopped nursing Athen, we started trying. This pregnancy was a bit crazy...We moved first when I was 18 weeks pregnant to CO, and moved to OK when I was about 30 weeks pregnant, and we moved yet again when I was 35 weeks to OH. It was quite a whirlwind, the pregnancy went by so quickly, but I can't say that it was the most comfortable time in my life. There were so many times I just wanted to be in my home with my husband sleeping in my own bed.

This third pregnancy was quite a shock, to be honest I was devastated. I had just finished nursing Maximo, I finally felt like I had a handle on life with two little ones, and I was happy with our family of four. (I could go on and on about how I feel the world is made for a family of four, but I will spare you.) However, the closer I get to my due date the more I realize how neat pregnancy is. I hope, God willing, this will be my last pregnancy so I am trying to live in the moment and enjoy this time. It's so fun to share pregnancy with Athen. He is so fascinated with it. He asks so many questions. What is he doing now? Does he like when I touch your belly? Can he hear me? When will I meet him? Is he sleeping? He also feels him move all the time and each time he giggles and giggles. Tonight he sang him a song before he went to bed. It's just so sweet. However, I am sure things will be a bit different once he is born... Maximo on the other hand really has no clue. I feel a lot of guilt on how his life will change. Right now he is my baby and I know this will only last about 11 more weeks so I am giving him every bit of attention I can. He is constantly on my hip, in my lap or by my side. Today I was sitting on the floor "criss, cross, applesauce" and he backed up into my lap to read a book. I bet he backed up four or five times trying to get comfortable in my lap, but my belly was in his way. He has no idea nor does he care why he can't climb all over me and step on my belly.

I am really excited to be having another boy! I know the next couple of years will be exhausting, scary, and downright hard, but will be some of the greatest times in my life. When else will I have three boys depend on me for nearly every aspect of their lives? My little guys are wild, crazy, and make me want to pull my hair out, but man can they be sweet. Atleast once a day Athen will tell me he loves me and give me a big kiss and Maximo will climb up in my lap and lay his head on my shoulder just wanting to cuddle. I cherish the sweetness of my little boys, and I'm looking forward to adding another little wild man to this crew!