20 WEEKS

BABY GIRL IS OFFICIALLY HALF BAKED (see what I did there? ) We are halfway to meeting her and I never expected to feel bittersweet about it. We can’t WAIT to finally meet her, hold her tiny little hands, but gosh, I just want to soak up every second of having the honor of carrying her.

Carrying my own baby has been my number one dream my whole life, one that I wasn’t sure I’d ever get and now that I have, I’m gripping on and soaking in every second. She is the baby we’ve always meant to have.

This pregnancy has really driven home the point for me that there is a season for everything. Every season has its hard and every season has its overwhelming beauty, especially the season I’m in.

So while this season has brought its own hard and the next season will undoubtedly bring some harder hard, we really can’t wait for it all. We’ve prayed for it all, the hard and the beautiful. So I feel confident in saying that bringing our baby girl into the world will bring the most beauty, the most love, than any other past season.

And while its true to say I can’t wait to meet her, I also am trying to enjoy every moment getting to know her while I have her inside me. Everything from her little kicks to the mere fact that I will never be more connected to her than I am right now, these are each just such reminders of the answered prayer she is and always will be.

Pregnancy is not all rainbows and butterflies, but it is powerful. And having gone through infertility to finally get our positive, I have such an overwhelmingly gratitude for Gods timing for us. Ill shut up soon but, I hope to document every second of this miracle. I am just so truly and deeply ecstatically in love with this little human and every single moment we’ve had with her so far.

I usually tear up writing my weekly bumpdates, but this one I’ve hardly made it through writing with all the bawling that’s come along with it.

I’m not sure if the beauty of motherhood ever get old or if this is just the beginning, but I do know there has been no greater joy than just knowing I get to be this little ones mama. So here’s to reminiscing about the last 20 weeks and soaking up the next 20.