The last (and only) baby update I wrote was when I was 18 weeks pregnant – now? Thursday starts 24 weeks and I’m six months in!
What in the world?
Another few weeks and Tom, Evie, Gus and I (yes, this is very much a team effort ) begin the third and, thank God, final trimester.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying my pregnancy but I’m definitely not one of those women who lives to be pregnant. It’s an odd set of physical limitations to work with. I like manual labor, I really do. I enjoy randomly re-arranging all of the furniture in the house; lifting TV’s, pushing dressers and moving couches. I like yard work, I like sore muscles and I like cleaning and re-arranging closets, cabinets and corners for hours at a time. I’ve never (ever, ever, ever) been athletic (HA) but I’ve always been active and pretty strong for a girl. It’s hard for me to just…sit (unless it’s pouring rain and I’m on my porch).
In a way, pregnancy may be the best thing for my spiritual life.
I’m learning stillness.
I can’t lie, it feels a tiny bit like a prison sentence. A mandatory restriction to the couch when I didn’t do anything wrong. Yet, in these days of physical fatigue and extra precautions (read: Tom making me swear not to pick up the bed…again) to keep my body healthy and help keep Evie safe, I’m learning contentment (again) and the value of stillness (again).
Solitude will never be my natural bent. I didn’t grow up with it (oldest of six children) and don’t necessarily crave it (unless I’m sick) but I still need it.
Silence is also speech – Unknown
Silence has spiritual lessons no sounds can teach. I know I miss out on those valuable lessons sometimes. I listen more fully when I’m physically still. I’m remembering that.
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass – grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence…. We need silence to be able to touch souls. ~Mother Teresa
More updates; Evie is 8 inches long and weights about 1.2 pounds. We got to see her little legs kicking and her tiny heartbeat on our ultrasound last month! Some moments I’m so absolutely overwhelmed with love her that I want to cry (thank you, hormones). A few days ago I was at Dunkin’ Donuts (to pick up my…vitamins. Duh) and she kicked me. That little reminder of her precious life was enough to make me tear up while trying to pay the poor (utterly confused) cashier.
At six months pregnant I crave watermelon. All the time. Sadly watermelon’s are still seven dollars apiece and…I can’t justify that. Come soon, summer watermelon prices, come soon. I’m still not sleeping much – which makes my full-time job interesting at best and torture at worst. I have started taking naps over my lunch break (errands will just have to wait) which helps. I also finally look pregnant which is fun!
We have our baby registry - I LOVE the bedding we picked out for her. We recently found out we’ll need to move in a year (when Evie’s about seven months old) which changed a lot of my nursery plans. I plan to decorate with pictures, bright bedding and fun colors instead of re-painting the room (since decorative items are portable). I’m so excited about her that I’m even looking forward to having a diaper bag. It’s come to that.
In closing, one funny pregnancy story: last week I was at Target buying a vacuum for a wedding gift. I lifted it into the shopping cart but, when I got to the register, was forbidden to lift it from the cart (by the tiny lady behind me in line). She was sweet and said I “shouldn’t be lifting that” (if only she knew about my re-decorated living room). That was the first time in my pregnancy that anything like that has happened, when I told Tom the story I ended with “it was my first….my first…what IS that called?”. He calmly suggested that I had a received a “pregnant help”. YES. A pregnant help.
Then, the next day I was asked out by a random guy in the Aldi’s parking lot – which is less of a pregnant help and more of a pregnant…what the heck?
The adventure continues.
P.S. In my moments of mandatory stillness this song has been an incredible blessing. Enjoy.