Sometimes....

Sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I walk by and am in shock at the bump on me, the bump that keeps growing. When I catch a quick look it is like it is unreal to me that you are growing in there.

Sometimes when I am laying there awake at night(I don't always sleep so well) I imagine what our lives are going to be like when you are out of my belly. I wonder if I will ever be just laying there awake listening to your dad snore or if I will be busy feeding you, and sleeping hard when I can.

Sometimes when I feel you moving, even after the last four weeks of feeling you it still feels so shocking, yet so very wonderful at the same time.

Sometimes when people are talking about how they can't wait to meet you and hold you, I feel stress of having to let you go.

Sometimes when I watch the news I wonder what the headlines will be when you grow up. I also wonder if the diseases which are spreading right now like measles will be over with so I don't have to worry so much about taking you out before you are old enough to get immunized. I know immunizations won't keep you completely from getting them, there is still a chance you will have to fight that fight BuT you won't have to fight it as badly. I fear for the people who may put your health at risk.

Sometimes I have an incredible feeling of overwhelmingness when I think your dad and I are going to be raising you and I wonder if we can, if we will be good enough for you.

And often i find myself already having a huge heart and love for you. And as much as you listen to my heart ect. And I feel you moving around I don't really even know you yet.