Here are some questions I get asked weekly, if not daily:
*How does Margo's nursery look?
It looks like a room! It will be a nursery/guest room. It's painted, there's a guest bed, and the frame of her crib. That's about it. Everything will come together once we have time to work on it. I'm not worried. She's already blessed beyond measure.
*When is she due?
December 29th is still the due date. She's measuring right on track.
The last question always leads to two things:
1. You're due in December? You're still so small!
Why yes, I am 30 weeks. I am 5'2" and my husband is short, too. We come from short families and at one point Margo was measuring in the 30th percentile. My guess, and maybe this is far fetched, but she'll be short too! :)
2. Couldn't you have picked a better time to have a baby?
First, who asks that question? Really, who says that to someone? I get this at least once a week. It's the same as telling someone who left the house without makeup on that they look sick. This questions drives me crazy. It usually comes with, I feel so bad for her or some other weird statement about birthdays in December. I really am excited that she's due in December. It's a month of celebrating the joy of salvation in Jesus, a month of family get togethers, looking at lights and decorations everywhere, there's no school, and there are presents. It's a month to give back and show selfless love. It's a beautiful month to be born. How on earth would she have a terrible birthday?!
*How are you feeling?
Besides feeling fat, I feel great. I've gained 38 pounds. It's ok if it's public knowledge. I'd tell you in person. I'm also so thankful that I'm able to work regularly still. I rarely get to sit still (except when I'm in the car). I sleep great. I have no weird food cravings or aversions to anything. I've never been sick. The little things that happen aren't even worth a mention. I am blessed and thank God every day for such an incredible pregnancy... I've seen my share of rough pregnancies.
*Are you feeling her move?
Yes! She responds most to our morning car worship and her daddy's voice. All he has to do is call her and she gives him a twirl. It's sweet to watch his excitement. They will have a special relationship! She rolls around and kicks all the time, but she won't do it for anyone who asks but Jeremy. And no, strangers have not come up and touched my belly. I get that question a lot, too. I don't think it would bother me. Babies bring so much joy to people and I'm not a personal space kind of girl.
Those are the primary questions. I don't call people much or naturally bring it up in conversation, but I'm an open book about it. I'll try to work on my time management skills. Hopefully it won't be another 10 weeks before I post again. :)
Here I am as an itty, bitty baby. I am in the hearts and my bestie since birth is in the pink.
This is 28 weeks. Every week I grew while I was traveling. It was a surprise to Jeremy every Friday what we looked like.
We visited my parents in Boone one weekend.
I am 3 days shy of 30 weeks here. I took this from my hotel for Jeremy to see.
