Today I am 34 weeks along. Yesterday in the mail I received a big box of clothes from my mom, most of them 0-3 month sizes. I can't tell you how real this made everything. Of course my mom, being the sweetheart she is, prewashed and folded all of them. Here are some pictures of my favorites.
This one, from gymboree, is just so great. I love the colors.
This eric carle one I love, especially what it says on the back (but he was still hungry). I am having problems with the photos for some reason - they won't copy and paste to where I want so the picture of the back got deleted.
My Mom also sent 2 new dresses and 2 new nighties for June, but I'll save those to share when I have an adorable model to wear them.
Yesterday also my good friend Rene drove down from Tempe to visit. She is also expecting a baby, though not until November. It was so refreshing to visit with her. At the end, before she headed back home, we stopped into Babies R Us and wandered around looking at things. I dispensed far too much advice, but she didn't mind.
It is an exciting time right now with so many friends having babies. Emery, Daniela, Rene. It makes this weird limbo of where we are living and where we will have jobs so much more difficult. Somehow it will all work out.
As this posts, I am nearing 30 weeks along. Still, I want to share these photos of nearly two weeks ago. Little Fox is growing like crazy and kicking often. I am getting very excited to meet him.
Lately all the change brought about by motherhood has been catching up with me in a new way. All of my focus, for such a long time, was on the physical changes, and on the magic of pregnancy. Then of course all my energy went to juggling being a new mom, and fiercely protective of my child, with the rigors of school. It has been hard.
It took months (ten months today actually), and I am now only 8 pounds over my pre-pregnancy weight. It feels good, but not good enough.
So I have been doing things to try to get my "self" back. Like cutting my hair. Like reveling in fitting into some of my old clothes.
But here is the problem: motherhood changed everything. Not just my physique. And now, the old me that I've wanted to get back to ~ well she doesn't feel right.
So my "new" old haircut doesn't feel right.
My old clothes don't feel right - not only are they a little snug on my curvier body, they just aren't me anymore.
And I realized that I need to focus on the new me, who is a mom. And maybe it is all mental, but it means something to me.
