Esto Perpetua (Latin: Let it be forever)

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

The End

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.”
T.S. Elliot

“Every day is a fresh beginning, Every morn is the world made new”
Sarah Chauncey Woolsey


It's the new year and by golly we're halfway through January all ready! Can someone slow down the time a little please? We are now in our third trimester officially :) It's almost down to ten weeks before our little girl makes her debut into the world. We've been pretty busy with getting the holidays done, traveling, and planning for Charlotte. Fortunately everything is going according to plan so far and the weight is on track. I'm hoping to be able to keep the gain reasonable so that it won't be too hard to get off before Kara's wedding in November. I think that's a fairly reasonable goal, to be at least at my 10 week baby weight of 155. My ideal is around 140 but, I'm not going to stress about it. I just don't want it to be completely obvious that I just had my baby a few months prior. I am very thankful for the fact that I am married to a man who loves my pregnancy shape and never fails to tell me how gorgeous he thinks I am. It's really helpful because even though I don't feel ginormous or ugly it is so nice to hear that the man you find most attractive still thinks you're the most attractive. We get to lay in bed at night and watch little Charlotte going crazy in my tummy. It's funny because she's most active in the morning when I wake up and when I lay down in bed at the end of the day. She lets me sleep well at night (between trips to the bathroom) and even nap when I can get myself to sleep. I dreamed last night that she was born and probably about three months old and she had wispy red hair :) I love to dream about how she looks. She normally has dark hair like my little sisters did, last night she took after her Daddy's side. I've yet to dream she's white blonde, that's really taking after her Daddy. He was the Whitest haired little boy I've ever seen. Anyways, we'll be preparing stuff for the hospital stay before long. Dallas wants to make a run to the hospital and find the maternity ward soon. He is very much wanting to have that planned so he won't freak out once I do go into labor. Thank God we don't live more that 5-10min from the hospital, in traffic no less. So, I'm not too concerned but it will ease his mind to know. I guess that comes from his years as a military man. I'll try to post some pics of the babies room sometime soon. We've put off setting it completely up until it's closer, so it's almost that time. I find it hard to believe! Reality struck when the doctor told me Monday "Well, We will be seeing you back in two weeks then" and it hit me that that means that we're right there at the end! It means we've hit the last ten weeks! So, even if she goes lat we've got at the most 11-12 weeks before we're honest to goodness practicing parents! I can't wait but at the same time it's kind of scary. Thank God I've got a man I can totally trust and rely on to be a great man and a loving Father and Husband and has wanted this his whole life. He can't wait to try out being a Daddy and teach her things. We were at Lowe's the other day and passed the rug section. He just so happened to notice a city scape rug. His eye's lit up because he's been wanting one for her to play with but the only ones we were finding were large and expensive. This one had roads, buildings, a farm, school, and of course an airport complete with runway. He was so excited that he scooped it up before he even checked the price. I was happy that it was $19.99 because Charlotte was going to have that rug no matter what :) As we were carrying it up to pay he tells me "I'm going to teach Charlotte how to do Air Traffic!" and it made me smile. He's so eager to teach her things and I couldn't be happier to watch him show her the world. So, that's all for now friends please keep us in your prayers as we're nearing the home stretch!

"From quiet homes and first beginning, Out to the undiscovered ends, There's nothing worth the wear of winning, But laughter and the love of friends."
Hilaire Belloc