It's a Love/Hate Relationship

I am now in my third trimester and I have to say this pregnancy is quite different than my first.  I find it just must harder to do things - I feel a lot bigger this time and the baby is sitting a lot lower.  It doesn't help that I need to still chase after a three year old.  It's hard to believe I am just about 28 weeks already, but it also makes me cringe when I think I have three loooong, hottttt months to go.  I've had a Love/Hate relationship with this pregnancy so far...  


First of all, I LOATHE (I don't like the word hate... so I'll use loathe instead) just how hard it is to get up from a sitting position!  I feel like I'm about 90 years old!!  Most of the time I need to get myself rocking and then let momentum pull me up.  It's not a pretty picture...


But I LOVE knowing that there's a person growing inside of me.  I'll never get over what a miracle it is to grow someone inside of you that starts from an egg and a swimmer and comes out a human being!!  I also love feeling the kicks and reminding me of that miracle.


I LOATHE my sore feet, my sore back, my ever-expanding belly (who knew skin could stretch that far!), not being able to sleep, heartburn, etc, etc, etc - you get the picture.  All the typical symptoms of pregnancy aren't really that enjoyable to me.  Alright, alright, I'll quit my whining.... speaking of wine - I'll add that to my LOATHE list - It really would be nice to have a glass of wine once a while!!


I LOVE that I have an excuse to get pedicures this summer!!  After all, how am I supposed to paint my toenails if I can't even see them?!?!?!?


I LOATHE hormones.  I have enough of them when I'm not pregnant!  One minute I'll be on cloud nine, but the next minute I may be next to tears.  It doesn't help I've been dealing with our flooded basement lately.  But things are getting cleaned up and it's looking better down there today (must be a cloud nine day right now....)  


I LOVE daydreaming about what my son is going to grow up to be.  To me, there's not a bigger compliment than to raise a intelligent, respectful man.  I can't wait to watch him help feed the cattle or help his dad fill the planter, go to Little League baseball games, cheer him on in the football stands, meet his girlfriend, go on college visits and all the other things that boys do!  My hope is that he is a man who is respected by his mother-in-law, 'cuz if you win over the MIL you must be doing something right!


I LOATHE all the unnecessary comments.  "Your due date must be soon."  "You must not have long to go..."  "You are pretty big - are you sure you're not having twins?"  Come on people, really???  Are all these comments about my gigantic belly necessary?  People I know have actually said all these things to me this week.  My responses "I'm due in August and have three months to go."  "No, I'm sure they only saw one baby on the ultrasound."  What I really wanted to say to these people, "Would you like me to punch you in the face now or later?  Thank you for noticing and pointing out my huge belly.  No, my due date is not soon - I have three of the hottest months to go.  If there's two babies in there, you may have to reserve a bed for me in the West Wing!"  There go the hormones again...  


I LOVE when Julianne puts her head really close to my belly and talks to her "Little Brudder" and when Nick puts his hands on my belly to feel our son kicking.  I can't wait for our family to become four!