March 1, 2012

27 weeks

.... that's your mom @ 27 weeks

Well, son, you're probably too busy developing to wonder much about what pregnancy is like for me, but I'd like to tell you about my experience of carrying you anyway. Someday you'll likely find out you're about to be a dad, and maybe some of this will come back to you as you prepare to be a parent.

I always imagined that the pregnant belly would feel like a natural extension of the body. In fact, I thought  pregnancy in general would feel more natural - organic if not effortless. Instead it feels like just what it is: like sharing your body with another person for nine months... which of course is very, very weird.

The worst parts for me have been that unbelievable tiredness the first few weeks and the food aversions, which linger still in the 3rd trimester. Everything tastes different now, and most things taste significantly worse. There have been days where all food is nauseating yet I've felt so hungry I've actually cried!

The best parts are the camaraderie I feel with moms who smile knowingly at my roundness and the ease of obtaining restroom keys even when the sign says customers only. And let me tell you, there are days when that key sure is a life saver.

In the beginning I would forget I was pregnant for hours at a time, mostly bustling around at work. Now your movements make it hard to do anything other than remember, and I have to consciously remember to talk about things other than pregnancy so as not to utterly bore those around me.

Some other news from your 27th week: we have a contract on a house now! Yesterday was the home inspection, and Becca came along to see the place. I thing I've finally gotten used to the idea of me and Jason having a baby, but imagining you as a toddler still feels so wild - Becca and I laugh as we talk about your little feet across the living room floor. A little boy running through my house, into my arms! Your dad and I are so, so excited.

I'm off to work, and like always you'll come with me. Let's make it a good day, no?
Love you, Mom