Monday, March 18, 2013

First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes…..



...Baby Cruz, diapers, baby wipes, swaddling, doctors appointments, nausea, avoiding foods you once loved….


So here I am about 15 weeks along in my pregnancy now, and finally experiencing some relief from my morning sickness (which is actually more like all day / anytime-of-the-day sickness for me, but more on that later). Also sitting here wondering how the time went by so quickly, and trying to plan for the weeks ahead. 

I’ve read books (thanks, Krissy xoxo), downloaded maybe 7 – 10 different pregnancy apps, have amazing friends who are nurses in OB-GYN whom I bother to no end (I love you KR, and SIL!), friends who have just gone through their first pregnancy and birth (miss you, EV), and male friends who are new fathers.  I’ve also baby-sat countless younger cousins from birth to pre-teen, and witnessed them grow into wonderful individuals.  I did the math and knew what costs came associated with a newborn and all the financial commitment in the years to come.

Logically and mentally, I was prepared.  But ladies, no amount of resources,  however vast they may be, can ever fully prepare you emotionally and physically for how vulnerable you will be.

I am constantly worried that Baby Cruz (aka Habibi) is doing all right in there  -- I wish I could ask her* if my skinny jeans now squish my uterus too much for her to be comfortable.  Or if the Kendrick Lamar that I blast is annoying, and if she prefers Mozart or Spice Girls (Is this fish too high in mercury to eat while I’m pregnant?  I should check my app).  The thought of Down Syndrome, and birth defects never leave my mind. Hearing her heartbeat at every appointment is a new-found comfort, and I have seriously considered buying one of those home fetal Dopplers.

It has been a roller coaster of thoughts and emotions, and I don’t think there is any getting off this ride.

“Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.”  -- Elizabeth Stone

Here’s to the next 20 or so weeks of  still being able to keep my heart tucked inside.

Habibi @ approx 12 weeks


*no, I do not know the sex yet.  I am using “her/she” because it is more convenient than to keep typing “him/her/she/he