Musings at Six Months

Wow, I can't believe it's been 6 months of pregnancy already! We are so excited to meet our little man, and yet I am also nervous and apprehensive at the same time. Am I really ready to be a mom? Sometimes I think so, especially given all the time Hubby and I had together without kids (when I just wanted to be a MOMMY!), but there is so much improvement I know I need to make before this little one makes his grand entrance. Well, we're all just trying to do our best, right? Elder Holland's words this last conference sure comforted me (and also made me cry ugly tears):

Our little man is growing right on target, and his measurements are all in the 50th percentile or so, except for his little belly which is somewhere around the 85th! He may be a little chubby dude, and I will love and cuddle every little chub on him. We love him so much already. I also love seeing his picture on my phone every time I turn on the screen.

Isn't this the most perfect little profile?

I've also been working hard to stay somewhat healthy by trying to exercise at least a few times a week. I'm so glad we live so close to so many trails! Walking has become one of the best ways for me to work up a sweat without overworking myself. I also love the online 10-minute prenatal yoga classes my sister-in-law recommended - they help a lot with aches and pains (especially backaches!).

Also, I'm finally starting to show, at least in profile. This picture was from a few weeks ago (at 23 weeks, I'm 26.5 now. It's not the greatest shot, but at least you get a view of the bump):

Obligatory bump photo :-)

OK, getting really real here:

I've been hesitant to post too much about my pregnancy online because I know how hard it can be scrolling through Facebook and seeing pregnant bellies and ultrasound pictures when that is the thing you want the most in the world. I still haven't figured out how I feel about reconciling the infertile me with the finally-I'm-going-to-be-a-biological-mother me, if that makes sense. There is not a lot I can say to those of my friends who are still struggling that would be comforting. I know, since I've been there! For those friends, it's okay to feel pain. It's okay to just scroll past the baby posts and ignore them.

But it's also okay for those of us who finally have that longed-for blessing in sight to celebrate that miracle. Goodness knows I've been through enough that I can be happy about it, right?

I would love to hear your thoughts, friends. Thanks for reading!