I'm thankful to Bob for carving the time out to watch Reed every Saturday morning so I can go to yoga. It served me well last pregnancy and I am enjoying it again this time around. Somehow I always get stuck in the front row and I feel slightly like a spectacle since it's a regular yoga class, not a prenatal class, and I'm the only pregnant lady. I'm sure the spectacle will only grow as I continue to, and I get more and more questions...'and when are you due?'
Here is a photo of Reed and me. It a very poor picture of me (excuse the crazy hair), but I realize that this is the only photo that we have taken that really shows off the belly. I feel a little bad about it since we were so much better documenting the process last time. So now we find ourselves at the beginning of the final trimester and this is the first shot.
Reed has shown varying degrees of excitement. He says hi to the baby a lot and will even give it kisses. It is very sweet. He thinks if he talks to the baby that my stomach must be bare and that the baby will hear him best if he speaks through my belly button. I look forward to seeing how he will react to his new brother or sister. He is great with the babies at daycare, bringing them toys and popping their pacifiers back in when they get fussy.
With just twelve weeks remaining, it is beginning to feel more real that our lives are going to change in a big way again. While I am scared that I have no idea what I am truly in for, I am also very excited because I think about the countless ways that Reed brings joy into our lives daily.
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You look fantastic! Way to go Erin!
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