Poop

Did you know that a VAST MAJORITY of women POOP during labor? I read this the other day and freaked out. Then I was actually glad that they no longer allow the birth to be recorded.

The article I read was written by a labor and delivery nurse and really worried me at first. But thinking about it later, I realize that I was choosing to dwell on the scary thought that I might be one of the vast majority because dwelling on the rest is even scarier.

The process of labor is something that I've thought about and witnessed and know that my body is made for. It is totally natural. But I find myself thinking, "Can I do this?" I know I can be a mom. I'll be a great mom. But I'm scared of the part where I BECOME a mom.

To comfort myself, I look around in busy places and try to wrap my brain around the fact that every single person I see is here because a woman went through what I'm going through. And what I will go through. It's overwhelming and comforting and makes me appreciate women (and my mom!) even more than I already did!

I guess I sort of feel like I'm on an extremely tall roller coaster and I'm already most of the way up. Now there is only one way down and that's the scary part. Sometimes I feel like I want to slow it all down so I can realize what's actually going on here.

In the meantime, I will just try to deal with the fact that I might poop during labor and I will pretend that is the scariest part of it all.

Six Months!

Today I am officially six months pregnant! And although one would figure by basic math that that means I'm starting my third trimester. Pregnancy math is a completely different thing. I will officially be in my third trimester on December 3rd. And although I am six months pregnant, I have three and a half months until my due date.

This is okay with me. I cannot believe how time is flying! I welcome the extra half month! I think about how fast the last six months have gone and can't imagine that in half that time I'll be holding her! And eating SUSHI!! I'm excited about both...

I wanted to reflect upon something I've discovered since I became pregnant. This is the sense of community that exists between women. The generosity that so many women have shown me is amazing. I didn't know how I would afford my temporary wardrobe and before I could think too much about it, I had a closet FULL of clothes! People have given me a crib mattress, toys, baby clothes, baby hats, sheets, a changing mattress, and the list goes on! One woman is even lending me her daughter's bassinet! It's genuinely heartwarming.

It's a Girl!

I'm so behind! I had the ultrasound on October 4th and anyone reading this probably already knows that I'm having a daughter! But I thought I ought to post it here with the ultrasound pics anyhow...







The last picture is the girlie evidence! Yay! I know I would've been just as happy with a boy, but I've always ALWAYS pictured a girl.