I’m having one of those moments where I can’t believe I get to be a mom.
Sometimes I just think about it and am overwhelmed at the idea that I am having a baby- a real baby. With the love of my life.
I wonder what she’ll look like, how she’ll act, what her cry will sound like. What will her first words be? What color are her eyes? Her hair?
Will she be a chunky baby like Tom and I were? Or a petite baby like her Aunt Kristen and cousin Ella?
And I just dream about holding her in my arms. Feeling her skin. Breathing in her baby smell and kissing that little head.
This is really happening.
I get to be a mom.
I can’t believe it. And yet, I know it’s not that far away.
The closer it gets, the more moments like this I have. On any given night, I just look over at Tom and say, “We get to have a baby!”
Sometimes it seems so surreal. And other times, it’s so real, I wish I could just skip ahead to January and meet her.
A baby. My baby. And Tom’s baby.
Wow.
~Meghan
I have a similar yet likely not as profound moment every time I realize I’m not 16 anymore.
🙂
Yay babies! 🙂
Those moments never go away, your thoughts just change a little. Multiple times a week I think, “Oh my goodness! I have two kids! And my oldest one is 3! Didn’t I just have her yesterday? And my baby boy is 18 months old! Ack! I’m really not prepared for this! Can they just stop growing?”
She looks to still be pretty human.
Good job 😉
She looks like a real baby now!!!! WOW! I am so excited to meet little Josey!
You weren’t chunky! You were the cutest little brown-eyed baby ever, and I loved taking you places and showing you off!