The most profound experience of pregnancy I have had so far has been feeling you both kick and move around. I cannot express how much I love feeling you and knowing you are there. I always wondered what it really felt like when my friends would say "the baby's kicking," when they were pregnant. In so many ways I didn't think I'd ever know what they meant...and now I do! What a wonderful thing it is to feel the jabs, to feel you stretching in your restricted spaces, to laugh when you don't like it that my bladder is full so you start punching me even more so I'll empty it!
It's really becoming real. You both, are becoming real. You both are developing personalities, and my bond with each of you already feels different...unique, almost. Baby A...you are my mover and shaker, you like me to sit / lay a certain way, and when I shift, you let me know. You dance on my bladder when it's full, and you flutter around a lot after I have coffee. Every time I see you in the ultrasound, you have your hands above your head...that's the way I like to sleep, too. Baby B...you are going to be my snuggler, I think. You move and stretch almost like you're giving me a hug, not as often as your brother, but almost softer and quieter. You reserve most of your movement for the evenings, and it's you that I see bumping my belly up and down. I call you each by your names now, and I think your names fit you already.
Your room is being painted this week, and your furniture is being delivered in the next few days. Soon, your room will be ready, which is almost too much to comprehend! We are 23 weeks and 3 days along...which means we will hit a big milestone on Saturday at 24 weeks. That means, that if you were to come out from here on, you'd have a pretty good chance of making it. But by the looks of things, I think you'll stay put for a LOT longer. You haven't given me any trouble at all so far, and I think you kind of like being cozy in there. I think you've got another 13-15 more weeks of growing before we get to see your little faces.
I am really getting excited to meet you. I've started to sing to you our French song that dad taught us, as well as songs I make up about the dogs and cat. I like to sing the one about Piper Rose and her little bitty nose. I've decided you will have to hear Guns N' Roses when you come out, so that we can sing "Sweet Child O'Mine" at the top of our lungs as you get bigger.
My boys!!! We are going to have fun and play and dream and do gross boy things. I can't wait to know you and love you.
PS: I've gained 34 pounds. Yowza.
It's really becoming real. You both, are becoming real. You both are developing personalities, and my bond with each of you already feels different...unique, almost. Baby A...you are my mover and shaker, you like me to sit / lay a certain way, and when I shift, you let me know. You dance on my bladder when it's full, and you flutter around a lot after I have coffee. Every time I see you in the ultrasound, you have your hands above your head...that's the way I like to sleep, too. Baby B...you are going to be my snuggler, I think. You move and stretch almost like you're giving me a hug, not as often as your brother, but almost softer and quieter. You reserve most of your movement for the evenings, and it's you that I see bumping my belly up and down. I call you each by your names now, and I think your names fit you already.
Your room is being painted this week, and your furniture is being delivered in the next few days. Soon, your room will be ready, which is almost too much to comprehend! We are 23 weeks and 3 days along...which means we will hit a big milestone on Saturday at 24 weeks. That means, that if you were to come out from here on, you'd have a pretty good chance of making it. But by the looks of things, I think you'll stay put for a LOT longer. You haven't given me any trouble at all so far, and I think you kind of like being cozy in there. I think you've got another 13-15 more weeks of growing before we get to see your little faces.
I am really getting excited to meet you. I've started to sing to you our French song that dad taught us, as well as songs I make up about the dogs and cat. I like to sing the one about Piper Rose and her little bitty nose. I've decided you will have to hear Guns N' Roses when you come out, so that we can sing "Sweet Child O'Mine" at the top of our lungs as you get bigger.
My boys!!! We are going to have fun and play and dream and do gross boy things. I can't wait to know you and love you.
PS: I've gained 34 pounds. Yowza.
