Well, it happened. E got to feel the baby move! I honestly thought it would be much longer because it took me so long to feel it. I was kind of hoping to have a few more weeks of private mommy and baby time, but the look on his face when he felt it was 100% worth sharing these moments.
I love that I married a man who is so excited to be a daddy. It really makes me love him more every day.
The person I need to focus on loving more each day is myself. For some reason, this week, I've had a really hard time coming to terms with the fact that I'm 5 months pregnant and it's OK to be visibly pregnant. I still get a little weirded out when strangers comment or say something about me being pregnant. It's not a secret anymore. And it's ok. My baby app said I should have gained somewhere between 10-16lbs at this point in my pregnancy and I weighed myself yesterday at exactly 16lbs up from my start weight. While it's refreshing that I'm in the normal range, I've really always strived to be at the low end of it. I need to come to terms with the fact that it's ok. I'm not eating 2,000 calorie meals or entire pints of Ben and Jerry's. Ok so maybe partial pints but it's still not a full pint.
I don't think I realized how hard it would be to love my pregnant body. It's doing wonderful things right now and I should love it for what it's able to do and how I've been able to basically live my life almost uninterrupted while growing a human. That's amazing and I should be more thankful to my body for that. So thank you body. Thank you for being kind of awesome. I have boobs for the first time in my life, clothes fit me the way they should (granted, they're maternity clothes but whatever) and I'm able to maintain my fitness routine, daily job and personal life while making life. Pretty ridic. So while I may not be super hot or even the most fit pregnant woman in the world, my body is pretty damn awesome. Let's see if I can remember this...
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