Butterflies

At the beginning of the pregnancy, I was seriously thinking that I did not want to ever go through this again. I told Andy (and I was serious) that this might be our only child. Of course, he is wonderful and supportive and understanding, so he agreed that if I continued to feel that way we would consider only having one. But I have to say... I think I'm changing my mind.

I am really enjoying this part of pregnancy. Feeling her move throughout the day is so fun. I have heard that it gets annoying after a while, but for now it stops me in my tracks each time so that I can focus on her and enjoy the flutters and butterflies. I love them. I can't wait for them to be apparent enough to be felt from the outside so that Andy can enjoy them, too. That is the one part of this that doesn't seem fair to me - that the dad doesn't get to experience the flutters the mom gets to feel. I'm sure if you asked most of them they would give that up to not have to go through morning sickness and childbirth, though! I can't wait for her to be big enough to for Dad to feel. I guess I shouldn't rush it since that means she will probably be kicking me harder, huh?

I put her ultrasound picture up on my desktop at work and every time I see it, I can't help but stare in amazement. What an amazing God we serve - He is fashioning her and forming every cell in her body so that she is just as He intends for her to be. And it's all happening so quickly! I am amazed that He knows her already and knew her before he even began creating her. It's such a miracle to watch the progression from the little bubble on the first ultrasound to the images of her on this latest one - and to feel the rush of love that comes from seeing her move during the ultrasound. I don't understand how some people can not consider this a life and can look so non-chalantly at abortion - or even believe evolution theories over Creation. It just doesn't make any sense to me - especially not after these experiences. I don't mean to turn this into a political statement - just a note about how infatuated I am with her already and a prayer of thanks for bringing me through the tough part of the first trimester and letting me experience these little daily joys. I'm loving it! I'll try to hang on to this feeling as the discomforts of the third trimester quickly approach...