Now that we are in the second trimester, time is moving a lot faster. During the first trimester, time dragged by sooo slooowly and every week was a major milestone. Weeks are still milestones nowadays, but they sure are flying. And we are both axiously awaiting the moment that Cupcake taps or kicks hard enough that Nutella feels him/her. As well, we are anxiously awaiting our 20 week appointment and hoping from then on, we can refer to Cupcake as “he” or “she.” Not to mention see how big he or she has grown.
Speaking of growing, the belly is starting to pop! I “worship” the belly each night by gently rubbing a bar chock full of natural oils from LUSH on it, in hopes that it will help keep the skin healthy and flexible and not as prone to stretch marks. Whatever…stretch marks are going to happen regardless, but Nutella and I both enjoy the ritual. And I like feeling that I’m caressing the baby in the only way I can right now. For the past few nights, I’ve noticed the belly is definitely starting to get noticeably bigger and very cute. We’ll post pictures again soon, perhaps a set of 3 for each 2-week period (14-16-18).
I’m currently getting over a cold, and like many other times, I find myself wondering what it’s going to be like when there’s a baby in the picture. What’s going to happen when one of us gets sick? What about when the baby gets sick? How will our morning schedules change? And our evenings? How are we going to manage on so little sleep? How is our dog going to handle the attention shift? How will we handle vacations? How will we still find time to ourselves? Will we even care that much? How will things change between us? Will we always be able to compromise on parenting decisions? Will we need to?
So many questions, and my rock of a wife always calms me just by smiling and saying “We’ll figure it out.” I just commented on another blog about how scared I used to be regarding the prospect of parenthood. Luckily, these questions aren’t so scary anymore…they’re just curiosities. And I know that once we have our baby in our arms, well, as far as everything else is concerned, we’ll figure it out.
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