As you might guess, what I am thankful for this year (among many other things) is the blessing God has given King and me in the life of the baby that is inside of me--which is quite apparent, may I add, from the looks of my protruding tummy and the graceful pregnant waddle I'm learning to perfect.
Lately, the baby's kicks have been more frequent and stronger. King finally felt the baby moving two nights ago! Each movement of the little one brings several different thoughts to mind. Here are a few of them:
- 'Wow...'
- 'I can't believe that I'm a mommy and King's a daddy.'
- 'How in the world are we going to raise this child?'
- 'Thanks, God.'
- 'I can't wait to see you, Baby.' (King says this to the baby all the time :) )
- 'Our lives are going to change completely.'
- 'Did you just kick or elbow me?'
- 'I was once the baby in my mom's tummy.'
- 'Are you a boy or a girl?'
- 'Get as much sleep now while you can, Faye!'
- 'I hope you're okay in there.'
