some things that have happened

The torpedo belly has taken to jutting out so far that it’s entirely possible I may yell at a staring-directly-at-my-protruding-belly-button-for-far-too-long stranger in public. I’ll just string all my usual responses together rapid-fire-torpedo style, like this:

No-I’m-not-having-twins-and-no-I’m-not-due-any-day-this-is-just-how-I-carry-babies-speaking-of-babies-I-make-really-big-ones-and-yes-a-belly-button-CAN-stick-out-that-far!!!!

Then the gawking strangers will look all apologetic and scamper away.

At least that’s how it goes down in my head.

34 weeks

Five-ish weeks to go, my friends. And I’m getting SUPER excited. It hasn’t always been that way for me, with pregnancy. I can get kind of distant from it, like it’s something foreign that’s happening to me that may or may not result in a person being added to our family. That sounds weird, but it’s just the truth. Sometimes things just aren’t really really real to me until they are actually happening. But this time, I’m just more connected and aware and anticipating. These five weeks are going to go fast-slow.

When I was in the hospital, trying not to have our baby girl early, they did an ultrasound before I left. I got a call the other day and the stranger/friend on the phone said that they used that  ultrasound to take a good look at the baby’s brain. (There were plans to do this because Asher’s hydrocephalus is a genetic form.) Anyway, the nurse called to say that the baby’s ventricles, etc. look completely normal.

I said OH THANK YOU!!! As if this person had made my daughter’s brain. I couldn’t help it. I was relieved, even though I knew in my heart of heart-guts that everything was going to be okay.

You don’t ever really know what’s going to happen next, of course. Life is tricky…but maybe I’m just talking about a knowing, that no matter what, in the end, things will be alright, even if they aren’t for a while.

I thought that to myself when I totally wiped out/bit the dust/fell on my face the other day. This was not a Big Event, but of course I sat on the ground and wondered if I just caused too much of a ruckus in my belly. It turned out I mostly only injured my knee caps. Awesome. This is what happens when you try to carry a trike while not being able to see the ground (torpedo belly). Then a gutter that juts out into the sidewalk goes unnoticed by you and you trip on it and fall all over the sidewalk and a trike.( Of course, it wasn’t funny at the time; it HURT. But now I imagine what it must have looked like and I find it quite humorous.)

Lastly, I must show you what I got via a silent auction fundraiser for Jen’s husband and daughter this weekend…

Really. Cutest owl hat I’ve ever encountered. (It can be found in a yummy Etsy shop called Little Pumpkin Boutique.)

I hope your Monday is good, friends.