Friday, May 20, 2011

baby bump alert: dear baby

Dear Baby Boy, 
It's your mama.  By now you know my voice because I sing to you and talk to you whenever I get the chance {aka when people aren't around to think I am going bananas.}  I've also spent a great deal of time showing your "big brother" Colbie {uh, the dog} my tummy and saying the words "Baby" and "Gentle" over and over in the hopes he associates the two when you are finally out of my belly.

Usually he just looks at me with confusion;
 however, occasionally he will lick my tummy 
which is, perhaps, progress.  :o)
{I won't let him eat you. Promise.}
Anyway, your dad and I spend a lot of time wondering what you will be like when we finally meet you.  Mostly this wondering occurs during conversations we have in the middle of the night because I have gone to bed at 9pm and wake up at 3am because I am no longer tired.  Dad is awake because he has fallen asleep on the couch watching sports and has woken up at 3am because Colbie was licking him in the face.  {the dog likes to lick - prepare yourself!}

We have discussed everything it seems: your name, the possibility that you will have special needs, how we will discipline you when you get bigger, how we will play with you, what personality you might have, whether you will love literature or math {or both!}, and all the adventures that are in store for the three of us!  

Believe me when I tell you, we are over-the-moon for when you finally enter this world!

In other I splurged and got a haircut.  The first in, well, my entire pregnancy.  Only a trim really...but I feel like a whole new mama!
{goodbye split ends}
I also got a pedicure, because I can no longer reach my feet, much less paint my toenails.  It was lovely!  Except when the guy doing the pedicure looked at my feet, looked at me, looked at my feet, looked again at me, and asked: "What happened here?"{Never a good sign when getting a pedicure.}  I guess my only point in telling you this, Baby, is to give you this advice:  Always make time to do the things that make you feel happy and healthy!  Oh, and pumice your little footsies when they get dry...

So here is where we are in our journey of pregnancy together:

Weeks along: 32
Pounds gained: 29
Times I wake up per night: 8-10
Your kicks occur: 10 in less than 10 minutes, consistently 
{way to go!}
Infant/Birth classes taken: 1 (8 hrs long, mind you)

Birth Plan: au naturale


Yes, my belly has taken on a very uncomfortable, yet hilarious, misshapen form.  
Suffice to say, you do not "look" comfy in there.  
Be patient.
Keep kicking like a soccer star.
Only 8 more weeks, my little one...
Can't wait to meet you!

Your Mama,


  1. Hi lovely,
    Look at you!! You look lovely. I'm so excited for you. I hope you're feeling well and full of as much energy as you can muster - pedis DEFINITELY help!


  2. Your words are so beautiful and you're going to be an amazing mother! Love ya G! -Reb

  3. I just can't get over how cute you look!! You are ALL baby! Just wait till the little guy gets here, you will be talking to him and singing to him while pushing your grocery cart down the aisle and you won't care if people look at you like you are crazy :)

  4. Ooooh! You look so cute! :) 8 more weeks! Ahhhh!

  5. You're getting there Greta:) And your blog and pictures are beautiful! Just know whatever you have (special needs or non special needs) you will get through it. Christ gives us Mama's enough strength to trug through it. Only 8 more weeks until you get to welcome your little guy to the world, then your motherly instincts will kick in and you will proctect him with every ounce of you. Keep on growing little fellow, can't wait to see pics!


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