Sixteen Reasons Why

Today marks sixteen weeks. I am four months pregnant. Wow!

 Here are sixteen reasons why I love being pregnant...
  1. Food - I love eating. I love food. I love how I can eat the same amazing food craving five days in a row and it absolutely fills every fissure of my soul with pure, pure, pure satisfaction.
  2. Heartbeat - Hearing the glorious horse galloping heartbeat!
  3. Feeling pretty - I’m not talking about how I look. Trust me, I know how I look. But it’s how I feel. I don’t feel attractive, or hot, or glamorous, but a huge chunk of life sticking out from my abdomen really does make me feel pretty. A huge chunk of life will do that I guess.
  4. Excuses - A legitimate excuse to take a daily break at 4 p.m. to go out and get a large frozen yogurt with rainbow sprinkles.
  5. Comfort - Two words...elastic waistbands!
  6. Boobs - For the first time in my life, cleavage (even if it is the smallest cleavage you ever did see)
  7. New - Every day brings something new to be excited about, as I watch how my body and spirit change in order to nurture this new life. There's so much to see, feel, learn, plan, and look forward to.
  8. Naps - In our go-go-go world, there may not be another time in my life when I don’t have to feel guilty about sneaking in a thirty minute snooze after work.
  9. Excitement - The overwhelming sense of pending adventure.
  10. Mirrors - Looking at my growing bump in the mirror and realizing there's a tiny person in there. It's crazy!
  11. Movements - Nothing can be sweeter than feeling the gentle (for now) bumps and movements of my baby.
  12. Cravings - Now is the perfect time to enjoy the wildest combinations of food. I can eat tuna salad with canned pineapple (true story), and respond to inquiries by saying it's a pregnancy craving.
  13. Baby brain - I can blame my absolute and total lack of understanding of everything that has to do with mechanics or physics on "baby brain".
  14. Adam - I have a pampering, sweet, kind, loving, protective and caring husband, who checks in with me to make sure I'm getting my rest, reminds me to eat well, and hugs me tight when he comes home from work and whispers "I love you".
  15. Love & support - It is seriously incredible. Adam and I are both so surprised with the love we have received from every single person who now knows about this little baby of ours. Everyone is just as excited as we are.
  16. Overwhelming love - I am already over the moon, head over heels in love with this baby boy!  




Comments

  1. Just TApril 3, 2014 at 12:58 PM

    Oh my goodness I absolutely loved this post today! Those are sixteen absolutely perfect and beautiful things. The cleavage remarks has me rolling. I've been checking mine out daily just hoping they will grow a little.

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  2. Our Journey Through This Lovely LifeApril 3, 2014 at 1:04 PM

    :) This makes me smile so big!!! Happy 16 weeks!!

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  3. AmieApril 3, 2014 at 1:15 PM

    Happy 16 weeks!! This is a great post!!

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  4. waiting and wishingApril 3, 2014 at 1:52 PM

    :) I LOVED pregnancy-- I'm glad to hear you're enjoying it as well.

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  5. ErikaApril 3, 2014 at 2:37 PM

    Oh gosh, tuna with pineapple?!?! WHAT is growing in there??!

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  6. JustMeApril 4, 2014 at 10:50 PM

    Loved this so much. Actually made me remember my pregnancy fondly.

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  7. KelseyApril 5, 2014 at 9:06 PM

    This is a terrific post! I too am loving mirrors more than I ever have in my life. I can't pass by one without checking my belly. So happy for you...16 has never been sweeter!

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