Holy crap, in less than 2 weeks I'll be a mama. And Caleb will be a daddy. I'm experiencing an overwhelming flow of emotions that range from excitement to totally terrified. I've been MIA from blogging because I haven't felt anything super thought provoking, and also I'm just trying to enjoy this rough pregnancy. The light at the end of the tunnel is oh so near and I wanted to write down my thoughts.
Lots has passed since June - I had two special baby showers hosted by my awesome mama, I turned 27, my doctor told me I developed preeclampsia and that I needed to be monitored extra. I've been on leave from work so I wouldn't worsen my condition, and Covid-19 is still hanging around and I want it to leave more than ever. The most delightful thing I've enjoyed is seeing my baby girl grow on the ultrasounds (silver lining to being high risk is getting lots of ultrasounds) and watching my family get more and more excited for her.
Looking onward I am beyond excited to meet my baby girl. I know she'll come out full sass pants because that's how she is whenever she needs to be checked (very uncooperative and squirmy). I can't wait to see her little personality bloom and get to know her. I also can't wait to see Caleb hold her for the first time and fall in love with his new daughter. I'm also nervous and scared as a first time mama that I'll have no idea what to do. Thankfully I am so blessed to have a village of supportive people who are always willing to step in and help. Boy, what a roller coaster this is going to be.
This may have come off as rambly, but that's all my pregnant brain cells can muster. I'll see you all on the other side!