Baby 8. Journal 2

 10/24/15

I am finally starting to feel pregnant... and boy am I thankful!

Praise God for breast tenderness. 

I love this odd fatigue, it comes suddenly with a "collapse in a heap" sensation over my whole body, and then it passes several minutes later.  This is separate from the constant starvation and occasional nausea.  

Welcome - oh so very welcome - changes.  

I even had a temperature of 99.1, yesterday... 

what strange things to be joyful over.  

Genuine and true, I am thankful for each and every one of these pregnancy symptoms.  They serve to reassure me.  And I am finding myself smiling.  

My mind is getting out of the way of my spirit, and I am getting excited!

I have always believed that that excitement is what's best.  Even if the worst still happens; and I know that being excited now will make the worst happening even harder; I know it's worth it.  Because the fact is, there's a tiny human in there.  And I love him or her.  Big love, brave love - kid, that's the love I have for you.  My baby number 8 deserves that love and excitement.  It might even help him or her thrive.  

Him or her... hmmm... 

I couldn't care less.  I've always wanted a girl but now, I truly have no bias.  I am excited about the potential for another member of our family, period.  

Happy and healthy... ehhh... 

I care; of course I care.  I hope our baby is "normal" or "perfect," whatever that means.  But truly, I know that God's got a beautiful plan for my family.  I embrace what and whomever comes.  

Today, I am excited.  

10/24/15