Will You Marry Me & Baby Kicks

22Dec07

Sorry it’s been awhile since I’ve written, folks.  Things have been busy with the holidays, a baby coming and what-not.  But enough excuses, let me get down to business.

So … as many of you already know … we are having a BOY!  Chris and I are both so excited because (deep down) it is what we both REALLY wanted.  Yes, a girl would be just as loved, but there’s something about getting your wish that makes it all the better.

The past few weeks have been the craziest in my life, perhaps.  Chris proposed about 2 weeks ago at our favorite restaurant with 6 of our fabulous friends present.  They held up a huge sign that said, “WILL YOU MARRY ME?”, and when I turned around, there was Chris holding the ring box with the most beautiful princess-cut diamond I have ever seen.  It honestly is, and I couldn’t have done a better job picking out a ring myself … the best part is we never went and looked at rings together or anything — he did it strictly from his heart, and that is part of what made it so special.  We have joked on an off about marriage, especially since I’ve been pregnant, but never in a million years did I expect it to happen now.  I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with my two boys.

So what has this little tike in my belly been up to lately?  Well, he’s active as heck.  He seems to do somersaults especially after I eat “worldly” foods like Mideastern Veggie Gallahba or Mexican.  The spices seem to set him off into a frenzy of acrobatics that can be seen from the outside of my stomach.  It’s very alien-like & creepy for a first-time mom, but it makes me smile inside everytime it happens.  It’s not a sweet “butterfly” sensation like I’ve read about in the pregnancy books — it’s like an annoying little kid tap-tap-tapping on my belly from the inside, wanting to be noticed.  Don’t worry, little one, you are noticed.  Another way to explain it would be like a muscle twitch, but stronger … and not regular — the movements are very sporadic, and sometimes I find myself sitting there for long periods of time watching and waiting for it to happen again.  Already my adult passtimes have turned into something far less educational — but it’s far more fun & meaningful than any book I have ever read.

So far, this experience of being pregnant has changed me.  I stare at and rub my belly in disbelief when I’m alone.  Sometimes when I catch a glimpse of my newly round profile in a reflective surface, it reminds me that my life will be forever changed in less than 4 short months.  Already, we sit and talk about how things will be different, but I know we cannot truly know how different that is until we get there and are amidst dirty diapers, feedings and night-time cries.  But like everything else worthwhile in life — it’s worth waiting for, and it’s worth the work and self-sacrifice because of the meaning, love & life experience that will come with it.

 We can’t wait to meet you little guy.

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