As I sit and type this, I realise that any day now my life is about to change. I look down at my belly which is amazing. It is round and firm and every so often there are movements and kicks and wriggles that make my skin jump and quiver. Anyone that knows me, knows that I never compliment myself, but I am damm proud of this fine belly. I love that it seems to grow everyday. When pregnant with Elijah I couldnt wait to get the 'bump'. However that was not to be. So I am cherishing every moment I have with this spectacular stomach I have aquired.
I am so proud of us. We have made it to 32 weeks, a long, long way from the 25 weeks I was when admitted to hopsital. When I say proud of us, I mean all of us. Me- because for almost 7 weeks my life has been on hold as I sit and rest and give this baby the very best chance in lfe. Even though I complain sometimes about the sheer boredom of it all, I know I would sit here for 5 years if that was what ws required.
I am proud of Allan, my husband. He has been nothing short of amazing. Stepping in to become father, mother, chef, cleaner, shopper, all while working full time. He is so very tired and it kills me knowing he cant yet get a break, but I know he does it and will continue to do it for as long as needed because he loves us all so much.
I am proud of my beautiful Elijah. He has handled some pretty major changes this year- my hospitalisation for 3 weeks, having to go to kindy/daycare 5 days a week, having a mummy who is there but cant really do anything for him except sit with him on the lounge watchng tv and reading books. He has been amazing.
I am proud of my unborn baby, who oblivuous to the excitement thats been caused , grows and kicks away merrily in my belly. We so cant wait to meet this new little person who we are already smitten with.
I am proud of my family who give up weekends to come and see us, who will be here in an instant when things begin to progress, Who text daily for updates and who also wait with baited breath to meet this new little person.
I am proud of my dearest friends. Who keep me compny, who look after Elijah, who cook for us, text me often and who have just gone above and beyond what I ever could have imagined.
So as I sit here in full bloom, I am grateful. For family and friends, for love and new life...... and amazing pregnant bellies!
