Friday, July 31, 2009

So Pregnant it Hurts...

... And I still have 11 weeks to go.

I keep reminding myself that this is the very last time I will ever be pregnant again, so I need to cherish each moment. And I do, I really do - I feel spiritually connected to this baby, and I love feeling him or her kicking and flipping around. I feel sad when I read other women's blogs and all I see are mothers who eat nothing but junk and complain about every little twinge and refuse to open their minds to alternative ways of laboring, delivering, and mothering. I feel sad for their poor little babies, trying to grow on sub-optimum nutrition and surrounded by negativity.

Science (and common sense) tells us that our unborn children can't read our minds. But people are people, whether they're here yet or not, and if your two day old newborn can pick up on your moods, don't tell me your unborn baby can't.

So I try to take some time out of each day to spend one on one time with the baby. I talk to him or her, rub my belly, and try to send calm, peaceful, beautiful thoughts to the baby. I'm also preparing a beautiful place for the baby - in my head.

My babies always sleep with me, so I've never had a nursery or anything. Now that we're moving into a bigger house, I'll be able to make a beautiful space for the baby to spend time. I can't wait to buy and arrange crystals for the baby (especially quartz and amber) and create a calm, peaceful place. There will be a small water fountain and lots of live plants. I really can't wait to get in the house (if we ever close on it... August 20th is so far away!)


  1. Lucky lucky lucky lucky lucky baby! Cinco Lucky!


  2. it will be here before you know it.


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