Between monitoring my blood sugar and trying to flip a baby, it’s easy to lose sight of the magic of growing a person inside my body. I know when he or she is awake or sleeping, where it’s feet are (where they don’t belong), and when it hiccups. This tiny person started from nothing and will soon be Cash and Quinn’s sibling, and our third baby. My body has worked hard to create and sustain this baby. We’ve missed this baby, wished for this baby, grieved this baby, and been excited for this baby. The time when this baby is solely mine is coming to a close. Hopefully there are still moments to savor before he or she gets here!
Trying to flip this baby head down!
Joyful Striving 