Guys, I don’t think I can even consider myself a blogger at this point. I am a sorry excuse for one. (how on earth do all of you keep up with yours so loyally? Mad props fa sho. (seriously).
But when you have news like I do that you want to just shout from the rooftops (actually, my husband is more guilty of that than I am. He is the cutest.) it can make you do crazy things. Like revisit the blog that once got so much attention, and now has tumbleweeds blowing across the screen as its only source of traffic.
But guys, I’m pregnant! I’m going to be a mama! David and I couldn't be more excited. Today is actually our first appointment with our midwife. We have met with them before, but that was the blood work, paperwork, show you around, pee in a cup visit. This is the first “check-up”. We also had our first ultrasound, which showed us the first picture of the world’s cutest baby. (seriously, baby signed “I’m the cutest” in utero.)
I’m 100% biased (no shame), but isn't that the cutest picture you have ever seen?! Look at that giant head! (1:1 ratio all the way.) And those little arms! And those cute little frog legs! I die every time I look at this. It became real this moment happened. It made me take a huge sigh of relief seeing that there was an actual baby inside of me (because let’s be honest….I had almost convinced myself that I was hallucinating, making this whole baby thing up, and just getting fat all by myself.) But it was real, that tiny, lime sized baby is growing inside of me. Parts of me, parts of dad (hopefully a 90% dad, 10% mom thing going on). God chose us to raise this sweet little child, his little child. I know we will stumble and mess up and make huge mistakes, but we will strive to raise a child that loves the Lord, above all else. If that happens, then goal accomplished.
Disclaimer: This blog could potentially turn into a baby blog. And I don’t. even. Care. #cantstopwontstop