Confessions about The Baby

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.