Baby Mamma is getting into this role more each day. She's welcoming (best word I could find, maybe "accepting" is better) the changes to her body and our budget and lifestyle.
This has been a tough journey so far but I know more is to come. I just know she is going to be a great mamma since she has a deep appreciation for the absurdities of life, in a calm moment she accepts the flaws of humanity, and she embraces the lessons of the journey.
This is why I love her endlessly without bounds.
- Baby Daddy
One couple's journey through the art of ART.
Sunday, October 21, 2012
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
14w2d
Now entering the 2nd trimester, we've revealed the news to our employers. Everyone seems to be excited for us. I was glad to finally reveal so I could start wearing my maternity clothes! They are so much more comfortable. I think all pants should have that stretchy panel!
Got a card from a dear friend who says, "...Once you meet him/her you will realize why it was such a tough haul, cuz ya were meant to be this baby's mother..." - nearly made me cry as we really do feel that way. That all we went through, all the failed cycles and disappointments, brought us to this place that we never imagined we would go to. This one, very special, miracle baby, was meant just for us.
We've affectionately started calling the baby "monkey" - not sure why, but it's kinda stuck. We have a little stuffed monkey that Baby Daddy keeps pretending is the real baby. Monkey kinda makes me feel like it's a boy...sometimes we think girl, sometimes boy. Either way, we will trust that he/she is the baby meant for us, just like everything else in this process has gone.
Got a card from a dear friend who says, "...Once you meet him/her you will realize why it was such a tough haul, cuz ya were meant to be this baby's mother..." - nearly made me cry as we really do feel that way. That all we went through, all the failed cycles and disappointments, brought us to this place that we never imagined we would go to. This one, very special, miracle baby, was meant just for us.
We've affectionately started calling the baby "monkey" - not sure why, but it's kinda stuck. We have a little stuffed monkey that Baby Daddy keeps pretending is the real baby. Monkey kinda makes me feel like it's a boy...sometimes we think girl, sometimes boy. Either way, we will trust that he/she is the baby meant for us, just like everything else in this process has gone.
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