I'm pregnant. This is one thing I never imagined. I did imagine having to tell a partner that I was pregnant, but I never imagined the actual being pregnant part. It's...weird. There is a growing human being inside of me. It's both miraculous and totally creepy at the same time. I am impressed by the camaraderie I feel with other women and this thing that only our bodies can do.
We found out that it's a boy. I think before I knew, I was able to have more distance from the baby. It was just a thing I had to go to the doctor for. But now, it's more of a person. It's a him. It's our son. (!!) And sometimes I can feel him doing flips....or whatever babies do that feel flippy. I wonder now what he will be like and who this is coming to us.
I am not looking forward to the getting-way-bigger that is about to happen. I feel pretty good right now. I feel healthy and cute-pregnant. I can still do most things I want to do without too much trouble (although on Sunday, The Mister had to strap my shoes on for me). But I read in a book recently that the baby will triple in size for the rest of the pregnancy. I can't even imagine how there is room for my belly to triple in size. And this will be happening in summer. Oh dear. At least I will not be working and can focus on preparations.
The original very-real terror has passed. I am excited to meet him. Now if I even knew where to begin when it comes to a name...or how to take care of a baby.