Third Trimester Reflection

*Unearthed this reflection I crafted before having Chelsey exactly six months ago. Enjoy.* …

It’s hard to believe I am composing this at 39 weeks pregnant and my second pregnancy is coming to an end.

I’ve been fortunate enough to be chosen to grow and develop this little girl that I already adore.

I’ve spent the last nine plus months getting to know her before she enters our world.

This 1:1 time was something I cherished with my first pregnancy, and it’s something I again feel blessed to be able to experience.

Part of me feels like I know my daughter already through the process of growing her.

I know the intricacies of her heart because I formed them.

She is strong.

She is able.

She is beautiful.

I don’t need to see her or hold her to know she is going to make a difference.

She has already made a difference in my life and my husbands life the moment we found out we were to be parents again.

My little girl has been good to me during my third trimester.

She allows me to sleep at night, thank goodness because I CHERISH my sleep.

She allows me to stay active and work out daily.

She has given me the ability to chase Micah around.

I’m blessed to say both of my pregnancies were positive experiences.

Sure, I had some days I felt off, but looking at the big picture, I’ve been blessed beyond measure - in my two pregnancies and life.

The most difficult part of my third trimester was waiting for our little lady to arrive.

I am giddy with excitement to share her with the world, but the planner in me wants to know exactly when she will arrive.

There is a large mental piece to pregnancy, especially at the end.

I’m excited and nervous for what is to come.

What I am most looking forward to, and it will sound odd, is hearing her cry for the first time.

That noise means she’s alive, in the world, and well.

The nurses will clean her off and she will be handed over to me where I will embrace her, as I have done for the good part of a year. I will look up into my husbands tear filled eyes and feel our hearts expand - yet again - to encompass another life, another child we have been blessed with.

Our transition from one child to two will be a journey. But I’m not anticipating any piece of it as I sit here in the final stages of pregnancy.

What will come, will come.

What is meant to be, will be.

I’m ready for another evolution with a beautiful little girl in our life.

TANCKS for reading.