I woke at dawn to snow falling
a lovely fresh coating on every single tiny branch of every hemlock-- it was just so beautiful. When they're holding snow, the trees, the woods come close.
And the sky! layers and folds and ripples of every color of gray.
As I mentioned yesterday, if I lie perfectly still upon waking, my body feels like my body. Not like my body, pregnant. And there is a moment of peace followed by dis-ease-- everything ok in there? And so that is when I talk with our little one. I put my hand on my very changed belly (I don't care what anyone says about too soon to be showing, HA- see me nekkid is what I say)... I put my hand on my belly and talk to him/her. At first I kept immediately saying little guy. But now, I am no longer clear at all. Heart rate is high, so maybe girl? No matter what, I now say little one.
Hear me: I AM SO LUCKY. No amount of ick or yuck can change the fact that I am so so very lucky.
Next appointment April 5th, 2pm, OB with ultrasound.
So help me, little one, you'd better be flourishing in there.
**updated to say, I hope to not know gender until he/she comes out happily after 9 months! Of course, since I am an ultrasound junkie, it may be revealed sooner.... but I hope I find out upon safe delivery! **