A first time feeling.

This morning was the first time that I realized I'm going to miss sharing my body with my little punkin' pie once she's born. I always get so wrapped up and excited with "getting my body back", the delivery moments, and finally getting to meet her that I forget that once I get what I wish for...I may want the opposite. I've had a couple of Mom-friends of mine tell me they miss feeling the fluttering, kicks, and movements of their baby inside of their belly but with all of the hardships that pregnancy brings it's hard to keep that in mind.

So my short term goal for these next 10 weeks (more or less) is to really appreciate these special sharing moments that I have with her. Feeling her jolt and move around, guessing which part of her body is pushing outwards, trying to understand her patterns, and getting shocked when she kicks me hard right in the middle of a conversation with one of my doctors (that's always a funny moment).

I'm excited to meet you, baby girl. But for now, you just sit tight and let's enjoy this final stage together since this is the closest we will ever be...awh, I just got a little emotional typing that!

Love you all,

Momma Dre