I am now 32 weeks pregnant and 45 pounds heavier. 45 pounds! I don't believe that anyone has ever delivered a 45 pound baby, so I am thinking that I will have some work to do once this baby is born.
Baby is very active, practicing tumbling acts for the circus in my belly. I am constantly moving a foot out from under my ribs or running to the bathroom because the wee one has positioned him/her self on my bladder.
I have a new rule that I must drop more than one item before I will bend over to pick anything up -- it is just too much work to get back up. Sleep is a novelty - between trying to find a comfortable position and getting up to go to the bathroom, I am lucky to get any sleep at all.
My bigger kids are constantly touching my belly, and asking to "see the baby". How do they "see the baby"?, you might ask. I lift my shirt, of course, and they get to look at my stretch-mark stained skin. Super cute! Each little one takes a turn letting the baby kick their hands. The littler ones will rest their heads on my belly and enjoy the ride -- as the baby twists and turns, their little heads are bounced gently.
Adrian thinks it's funny to shake my belly at any given time. He laughs as he watches my belly roll and wiggle. With each kick, he laughs a little harder. Before he leaves for work at 5AM, he enjoys taking a moment to wake Baby...then leaves the bed, giggling at what he did. I sure hope he isn't setting the baby up for an early morning wake up when he/she is born!
Baby has already found a place in our family. We all love Baby and cannot wait to meet him/her. I just hope that the little wee one is enjoying this peaceful time in my belly... The world outside will not be nearly as quiet. Life on the outside, in the Ebling house, is hands on.
In Him,
Beckie
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
The fruit of the womb is a reward. Psalm 127:3
