Pregnancy is a weird thing when you really think about it. I mean, there is another human being that is living inside of me - that I am the soul life support for. And this human being will one day {soon} be out of the womb and thrust into a foreign world. He will grow up to have his own interests, abilities, talents, emotions, behaviors, tendencies, etc. I find myself wondering... who is this boy that is growing inside of me? Will he be laid back or strong-willed? Will he be outgoing or shy? Will he have the same passion for music that Jordan and I have? Will he have blonde hair or... not? {sorry baby boy, but pretty sure you are most certainly going to have blue eyes} Will he be tall like his daddy?
I love dreaming about who this baby boy is. But at the same time - every moment I have with him is so fleeting. I am trying my hardest to enjoy every second of this pregnancy, as badly as I want to meet him, because I know I will only be pregnant with him once. I will only feel him kicking inside of me for another 3 months {or so}. I am trying not to wish the days away....
But... baby boy - I am so so so very excited to meet you!!!!!
{Who will you be more like?}
{baby Jordan}
{baby Lindsy... so sorry if you get these cheeks... but I am still holding out that you have a slight possibility of getting (and keeping) that dark hair (unlike your mama).}
{baby Jordan again... :-) }
{baby Lindsy again}