Everyone says it. Everyone's heard it. But it's true. Time really does fly. I notice it in little increments and big ones. Sometimes the day is over before I even realize it's started. Dawson is over 2.5 years old and I'm 3 days shy of being 26 weeks pregnant with Allie. It just amazes me that in the blink of an eye the year can be more than half way over, I can be over half way pregnant with a baby and my first baby can be a full fledge toddler. It's no wonder that children grow up before their parents even realize it.
I had my last 4 week appointment this morning to check up on Allie. She's doing fabulously. Nothing surprising and all seems well. In 3 weeks I have my glucose test and then 2 weeks after that I have another appointment. I'm already almost at the 2 week appointment mark, which I know from experience means that I'll be giving birth in no time. Of course I only have 14 weeks left until I'm 40 weeks and I know that 14 weeks FLIES. It's kinda scary really. I still worry about D and his acceptance of his whole life changing, but mostly I'm looking forward to him having a sibling and seeing them together. I wonder if she'll look like him and if he'll be gentle with her of if I'll be constantly telling him "don't hit your sister" I'd guess it'll probably be a mixture of both. He really amazes me sometimes. I don't know what I did to deserve him, but I'm certainly glad I have him. Even when he drives me absolutely nuts...which is frequently.
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