A little warning: If you don't want to read about pregnancy or babies, don't bother to go any farther...
As you might have figured out by my title, I am finally in my THIRD trimester! And I am also "rounding". Every day I am told that I am looking more and more round. It bothered me at first because normally, that is not something I want to hear but I'm starting to get used to it. I know people mean well so I try to take their comments as compliments, no matter how insensitive they may be (ex: referencing my love handles). One night I was especially bothered because it was a hard day at work and a couple of people made comments that I didn't really appreciate so I called my mother for moral support. What I got instead was, "Hannah, when you're pregnant, people think they can say whatever they want and you're just gonna have to deal with it." Not exactly what I want to hear but exactly what I should have expected from my realistic, "get over it"-minded mother. I am normally like-minded but my mind hasn't been the same lately. Don't get the wrong idea; my mother is very supportive of me and she knows when I need to be put back in line. I am thankful for that. From now on, I am trying to just smile and say "thank you" to comments people make to me.
I will admit it is very hard to bite my tongue, especially when it would be so easy to get a rile out of someone. For example, when I first started showing an older gentleman came in to see one of our doctors and he asked me who the father of my baby was. Keep in mind my wedding and engagement rings never leave my finger (and I don't know this man from Adam). Hormones fully raging, I almost told him that I wished I knew who the father was, just to see what he would do. I crack up at the thought. I did tell him that my HUSBAND was the father and that we were very excited about having a child. I guess that's what comes with working with the public...
Plans for Jeremiah's nursery are coming right along. I purchased his crib sheet and have given Lollee ideas about how to fill in the rest of the nursery and boy oh boy am I thankful for her! She has her work cut out for her but I know she will do a wonderful job and his nursery is going to look fantastic! I still need to decide on a specific paint color but I know I want a very, very light blue. So far we have acquired (we love hand-me-downs) a bassinet, crib, changing table, pack and play, bouncer, car seat, dresser, and a few clothing items. We have picked up a couple of books and my mom purchased a bag of diapers. I feel so blessed to have all of this already. There are still a few items that we need, such as a stroller, Bumbo, baby monitor, baby bath tub, and all of the small things like a first aid kit (we definitely need a thermometer!), diapers, clothing, blankets, etc. My Type A personality is dying to have all my ducks in a row even though I still have a strong 11 weeks to go. If you're reading this and you say "come to think of it, I have some baby stuff that I am never gonna use again", feel free to share the love :)
On another note, Bradley and I went on our "Babymoon" last weekend. I just discovered this word today while looking at pregnancy stuff online. Evidently it's a honeymoon you take before the baby is born (obv). We just wanted "one last" vacation before our little boy arrives but it was really our first vacation as a married couple on our own (other than our honeymoon). I know that in the future eventually we will take vacations "by ourselves" again, but we'll always have children whether they are there with us or not. Jeremiah did, however, make his presence known while we were away. At night in our hotel room while Brad was watching basketball (a special treat as we do not have cable), I would pull up my shirt and just watch my belly shake. It really never gets old watching him move and kick and seeing different parts of my belly jump. Sometimes it even changes shape a little, I guess when he changes positions and lies front-to-back instead of side-to-side. I just can't get enough.
We spent 3 nights in Charleston and shopped, went to the beach, drove around, and had some delicious food. He spoiled me and took me to get whatever I had a whim for...I married such a good man. We got to spend some good, quality time with each other and I will always cherish memories from this trip. For your viewing pleasure, here are some pictures:
Bradley and me
Jeremiah
Our wonderful Baskin Robbins brownie hot fudge sundae
Me after the sundae
Brad after the sundae
Ahhhhhhhhhh...take me back!
Chilling in our room
Chilling at the beach (literally, that wind was cold)
I love my husband. I am so proud to be the woman who gets to carry his children, clean his house, cook his food, and fall asleep next to him every night. Other than my salvation, he is my greatest blessing. I can't wait to see what the future holds for us.
That's all I have for now...it's bedtime! If I can get J to be still, I might just get some sleep tonight...maybe....
Love always,
Hannah Elise
