Healing

Pregnancy is hard, really hard. I expected it to be hard but maybe not this hard. I'm to 21 weeks now and the words morning sickness are still part of my vocabulary. Sigh. But I'm so grateful for the fact that now it's only a few times a week and not all day long like earlier along.

So where have I been? Healing. 

I've been working on taking care of myself, my baby, my husband. It's been wonderful not to have to rush off to work or to any other major activity. I've been taking my time to rest often and I don't have to feel bad if I'm not quite up to the task of what used to be my daily routine. It was a hard decision to take off work for awhile since I'll still need to take off time for when the baby is born, I am so ever grateful that I did. 

I'm getting done what's important and what is important right now is that I'm taking care of my family. They are my number one priority and the sleepless nights I experience now can only be preparing me for what's to come (or so I'm told). 

I can't explain it, I already love the baby that's growing inside me oh so much. I know that I am lucky that everything is normal and healthy with the baby despite how sick I've been. 

I know that I've been given the greatest gift of all, that is to be a mother. 

For now, I am off healing. It's time to gain my energy back and to focus on what's most important. If I don't take the time to get well now, I'll have to take the time to be sick later.

So on my good days, I'm lucky girl. Kevin complies on going to last minute adventures and walks through the city. It's amazing to live right in the heart of Philadelphia. Sometimes when I walk around the city after being cooped up for a few days, it's like I didn't miss a thing and with all the activity going on around me. Almost as if they've been waiting for me, that I haven't missed a beat. It makes me feel revitalized within minutes. It doesn't matter if I'm in Philly or New York (the above photos happen to be in Central Park), it's the same feeling. I love being in the city.

My favorite thing about this time of year as the leaves have changed, I have changed too. My growing belly is ginormous (or so I think so) and my love for Kevin has ever grown so deep. He has been at my beck and call every moment I have needed him. I don't know what I would do without him and because he's taking such good care of me now, I know he's going to be a wonderful dad.

The exciting part is that as flowers are hibernating deep within the earth, my baby is becoming strong in my stomach. Just as the flowers will be ready to bloom, our baby will be born.

It will be my life's greatest miracle.

For now, I take every single day at a time and heal. I am strong and can do hard things.

xoxo