Week 25

My hair is awesome. 

It's so soft, nice and growing so fast! It's too bad my legs are following suit, I can't even reach them anymore.

In fact when I look down all I see is belly. Like, no matter how hard I try.

One of of the many cool things about my belly is the fact that my mid section was my biggest area of self consciousness before I got pregnant. So now that it's a highlight of beauty I feel really good about my whole body!  

I know, I know, I should have already loved my whole body before. I did most days, but let's be honest. Every once in a while it can be a struggle with our ever expanding and contracting bodies. 

Now I am confident that if I can love my body when it's big, I can love it forever after this. It will now be my beautiful reminder that I carried (at least) 2 babies and they found their home in me for a little while :)

My friend Nalia told me I don't look pregnant from behind. She is now my best friend. 

Week 25 is proving to be the hardest week yet, body-wise. It's harder to do normal things like slouch or sit up from laying down, or sleep without a pillow UNDER my belly. Sitting in chairs hurts if they aren't squishy, standing up hurts because my feet swell at the sight of shoes. 

C'est La pregnant Vie.

I love everything about it.

I believe God made us to feel like babies when we're pregnant so we can have compassion when our babies are here. 

Seriously though, If I can't burp I feel like crying.

I can't sit up by myself and it makes me want to cry.

If I lay down right after I eat it hurts until I sit up and burp.

When I am sad, angry, hurt, in love, happy, overwhelmed, I cry and can't explain what im feeling.

I can only have certain foods.

Do you see what I'm getting at? I feel like a total baby! When they get here and they're freaking out about something I'll be able to look at them and be like "I get it."

It's the grace of God I tell ya.

Oh hey, look how cute Tim looks holding a baby with a matching outfit on! What a guy. So comfortable with a baby in his arms.

This is actually a twin! Not ours though. Thanks Rhee's for having a twin boy and girl for us to play with and get ready for our two! We will be happy if they're half as sweet as yours!

We're starting birthing class tomorrow! I am sure I'll have a great update next week. This class should be awesome and also a little stretching. It includes this pain coping test where you hold an ice cube until it melts and your partner tries to comfort you. I can't wait. This is bound to be hilarious. 

Anyway, peace out.

Week 24

So whether or not I am ready, these eggplants are coming. We're going to actually have babies. 

I must admit, last night I broke down crying because I was scared. Scared of giving birth, scared of something going wrong, scared of not being ready, scared of not having the stuff we need, and scared of beginning a new type of life.

As I was sitting (inthebathroom) crying, my wonderful husband came up and sat with me and comforted me while I was practically uncontrollable and asked me what was wrong. I cried for a while before I could start talking, cuz who can cry AND talk amiright? I explained all my fears that I kinda felt guilty for having because I'm supposed to just be excited and ready. He looked at me in my face full of mascara and said:

"Do you like adventure?"

I nodded yes

"Do you like surprises?"

Another nod, and I started to smile a little

"Do you like babies?"

"Do you like living life together?"

Ok I see where this is going...

"Do you like problem solving and being creative?"

"Do you like following Jesus?"

I paused, sniffled a little and looked in awe at him through my smiling, tear filled eyes.

He did it again, relieved my fears by reminding me of who I am. 

Of course this is going to be new, scary, unknown, tiring and unpredictable. That's a promise, but I don't know when I forgot that is exactly what I LOVE about life.

I love adventure! I love surprises and I LOVE BABIES! There is something so powerful about being reminded of how I am made to be.

Thank you Tim.

Nesting is in full effect, and part of the reason I broke down. I just had this overwhelming feeling our house just wasn't going to be ready. I've been rearranging, cleaning, folding and beginning to put things in place in our home. It is going to be great, and there is time. Also, they're just going to be tiny and in our room for a lot of the first few months. I have to remember in reality, after the baby shower, we could be ready in like a day.

Tim reminded me too that I don't normally plan so far ahead. He once again made me remember that I like just crossing bridges when I come to them. I think he was surprised I was planning 3 months ahead in the first place, and told me to relax and live how I normally do. That made me feel better. I like Tim. 

Now we are almost to 25 weeks! I am coming up on my third trimester, and I look almost full term. I started getting the question; "So, when are you due??" 

They don't expect me to say July. I have a feeling this is the beginning of that question being asked everyday. That's ok though, is still fresh enough not to bother me. Ikindalikeit.

Last Saturday we registered at babies r us! It was really tiring and really fun! We took a long time to decide which stuff to register for, and even took a break in the nursery section to "test" gliders. It can be an overwhelming thing, but I think we got through without too much harm.

Tim picked out this nose sucker that you PUT IN YOUR MOUTH AND SUCK SNOT OUT OF BABIES NOSE. 

I was so extremely grossed out. He thought it was brilliant. I told him he could register for it but he was going to be the ONLY one to use it. So. Gross. I also scanned the normal baby nose sucker. For those of us who don't like to eat snot accidentally (or on purpose.)

Overall, the babies are healthy and kicking and moving a lot! We are so excited (and a little nervous) to meet them, name them and take them home!

We can expect to meet them anywhere from 34-38 weeks. I'm hoping they'll stay in until 38 weeks so they can be born on the 4th of July, just like we joked about last year. Also, so I can name them America and Liberty. Or Stars and Stripes, or firework and freedom.

Let's all keep praying they're head down and ready for a smooth, short, painless delivery.

In Jesus name, amen.