Thursday, March 21, 2013

She's here

After almost two days coming, our little smalls has finally arrived.

More to come about her birth.

We are so pleased she is here and thankful to God for bringing her out into the world safe and well.



Friday, March 8, 2013

2 - thirty eight

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Feeling

Like a ticking time bomb. It's all getting really close and I don't deal well with unknowns.
I'm so full of baby right now. My pelvis is sore and I don't bend like I used to.

Doing

Not a whole lot of sleeping. It feels like it takes forever to get to sleep and I'd like to stay in bed all morning.
Still haven't properly packed my bag but it's still two weeks to go. I'm trying to make the decision of whether I want to go into labour now or later. Not that it makes much of a difference but I'm feeling fairly content to be pregnant.
Myl is crazy busy over the next few weeks so having a baby could either add to the crazy or mean that he can abdicate all responsibility.

Thinking

When will you come baby? I'm super keen to meet you.


thirty eight weeks of Lucy

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

one to two

I think some part of her knows that things are about to change.
My little girl lies nestled into my chest. Her hand stroking my face.
Every time I move she resettles herself tucking closer in, holding onto the last few weeks of having a mama all to herself.

Things are a little more fragile. A few more cuddles are needed, a bit more waking in the night, a bit more time to play before staying alone at crèche.

But I know she's going to rise to the occasion. I know she's going to love this little baby girl coming into her world.
She kisses my belly and speaks lovingly of her sister. She points to the place here she will soon be sleeping and talks about cuddling her.

She practices with her dolly. She has named her "Baby Joe." Joe gets bathed and clothed, cuddled and fed.

I long for this little girl as well but a part of me holds my big girl a little tighter knowing that it will all be a bit different soon.