It's easy to forget right now as I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable and desperate for the end... and, honestly, ANYTHING sweet thanks to my unwanted friend GD.
The last few days have been hard. I'm tired. I'm having contractions a lot. It scares me. It hurts to move around and takes way too much effort to go up the stairs. I've cried a lot more than I'd like to admit. I feel guilty that I can't play with Lily like I normally do. She's been a grouch. Even the idea of going to breakfast with my dear friend who visited last weekend just wiped me out. I'm exhausted. I worry that this baby is growing too fast because of the GD. It keeps me up at night and the whole tired, achy cycle just goes on and on. It's difficult not to sit and dwell on the number of days left (49, but who's counting? :) ).
And then, I look at this
and I'm reminded of how blessed we are. I'm overwhelmed already by how much I love both of them. What a miracle this is. That I can remember what it felt like to have her in there, and look at her!!!--- just yesterday, she was our tiny baby but now she's a little girl. It makes me refocus, remember and have faith that I can make it to the end. This will be the last time I'll ever go through this and someday, I'll miss it. Time will pass so quickly and soon he'll be a little boy and this will feel so far away.
How lucky I am to have this to look at and just remember the time that our little 3 became a complete 4. So, so lucky.