My world felt a bit shaken earlier this year with the news of my pregnancy, but was quickly rebuilt. It was rebuilt on a new and different foundation. One that I had not asked for or anticipated, but one that I wouldn’t change for the world. Our family of two had suddenly become a family of 3.
I am now 21 weeks and filled with so much joy and happiness that sometimes its hard to contain. We are having a boy…Lucas King. The name was easy to pick out because we always knew that if we ever had a boy his name would be Lucas.
The first time I felt him kick I fell in love. Scott and I were walking back from the gym and I felt a little thud. I brushed it off because I was only 13 weeks. Then I felt it again….and again. I stopped dead in my tracks and exclaimed to Scott what was happening. He pressed his hand hard to my abdomen and felt it too. I walked back to the house in a dream-like state and then flopped down on the couch. I don’t remember how long I laid there, hands on belly, with a huge grin on my face. It could have been minutes or hours. I was treasuring each small thud I felt and my pregnancy suddenly became real.
I now feel him move constantly. The movements are much stronger and if you look closely you can see them. It still sends a huge grin to my face when I feel our baby rolling and kicking. Its the most amazing feeling that Im sure will never get old. There is a life inside me.
My bump is definitely noticeable now and I proudly rub it when people comment on how beautiful it is. Its a fun accessory that I get to add to every outfit.
I feel great. My only complaints up to this point are occasional lower back and hip pain when I sleep, fatigue, and upper back and rib pain in the evenings. I have had no nauseousness, thank God. I have been blessed with good health so far.
Scott has been amazing. He has been my support and rock. It melts my heart when he talks to Lucas. When he wakes me up the morning by burying his head under the covers and singing to him, I am reminded just how blessed I am. Im so in love with both of my boys.
The story has begun…
