I had a different post planned for today, but I couldn’t help but have this topic on my heart. I just felt so invigorated to share. This morning I got up in a very groggy state at 5:30 a.m. for the millionth time to use the ladies room. I then stumbled back to bed making sure that I missed the sharp corners of our bedroom furniture as I maneuvered in the dark blackness of it all. You see, we sleep in a cave, I bought black curtains to avoid street lamps and morning sunshine light to adorn my bed all hours of the night…and morning. I’m not one for mornings. (Insert in unison, “You will learn to be a morning person with a baby on the way!”)
Anyways, I made it back under the covers juggling my new 5 ft. long body pillow to avoid the sleep apnea that I hear comes with pregnancy. “What?!,” you say? I rolled around trying to find the position that my body sighed, “Ah comfort, there you are.” Ten minutes past, then thirty, and then Brad’s alarm at 6:30. “Was I ever going to fall asleep?,” I thought to myself as I watched Brad drag himself out of bed for work. Even after I could spread out across our queen sized bed, no comfort was found!
I heard Brad packing his lunch in the kitchen, and then I felt the little tappings of movement within me. There it was again! I had never felt the movement of our baby that early in the morning, probably because I’m so out of it! The 4-5 taps were enough to keep me awake just thinking about it. Brad came in the room to kiss me goodbye as he does every single morning, and I whispered to him that the baby was moving. He smiled, kissed me, and then pulled back the covers and planted the sweetest most gentle kiss on the top of my belly. I couldn’t help but love him even more! He kissed me one more time and then on the forehead leaving the room saying, “Try to get some more sleep.” How on earth was I suppose to do that with all that just happened?!
I lie awake for just a little while longer drifting into thought about how blessed I have been in this life. Sure, I didn’t expect to become a mom so quickly, but every part of me couldn’t imagine me not! There is a time for everything, I just call myself blessed that there is a time such as this for me. A time where Brad and I get to prepare for our FIRST child! Not everyone has that blessing, and I call myself selfish to have not wanted that in the beginning, because it wasn’t when I wanted it to happen. My sister Denise has nicknamed our child, “GG- standing for God’s Gift.” Baby Dearsman is so much of that and more! Monday marks 20 weeks for me, the halfway point of this journey of carrying a child within me. It was what my body was designed for, and I am so honored that God gave me the privilege if nothing else to experience this. Thanks for letting me smile with you today!
On a different note, last weekend we were able to head to IKEA, and purchased our first piece of furniture for the baby’s room. Here is just a glimpse, because I don’t want to ruin my whole idea for the nursery/office combo!
..GG..
love, echo
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