All waddling jokes aside, I’ve had quite a love affair with my ever-rounding belly through this pregnancy and it saddens me that it could come to an end at any moment. Obviously I realise I have a very exciting time ahead of me but these last few days/weeks/hours give much reason for reflection.
I’ve been a moany so and so. Moaned about my care, about my early sickness, my indigestion and my hormones (just to name a few) but the truth is I find comfort in the life that grows inside of me and there’s a bond. I can’t remember what it feels like not have her bobbling around inside my belly and I can’t imagine placing my hand down on an empty torso.
I’ve snapped away week upon week, watching her grow wondering what position she’s in, spending many special moments with my husband waiting patiently for her snake across my belly. From those first few bubbles to the now thumps you give me to make yourself known, be in no doubt that I take none of it for granted.
Pregnancy, albeit a roller-coaster of emotions is such an amazing wonderful thing. If it were easy peasy, would we hold it so dear? Not only a trial for the body, it tests emotions and relationships but isn’t it just the most amazing reward at the end of it all to hold that little life in your hands?
In that split moment nothing else really matters.
…and it clicks …it all falls into place…
You made her. She is finally here.
So, I am preparing myself. Preparing to say goodbye to my beautiful bump and waiting for that overwhelming ‘click’ moment. The moment bump is no longer a bump, but the daughter we have so longingly awaited.