Even as a little kid, I have memories of my mom telling me how quickly life went by. We’d drive past my elementary school long before I was old enough to attend, and she’d say “That’s where you’re going to go when you’re a big girl!” She especially stressed how quickly life would move once I had kids of my own. So did my sister, who has four children of her own. And my step sister. And various friends and acquaintances. “You just wait,” they’d all say. “Time flies once you have kids.”
Despite all of these warnings, I was never informed of one vital detail: this warp-speed fast forwarding doesn’t start once said child is on this earth, no. It starts the second you find out there’s a tiny creature growing inside of you. At least for me.
I’m well aware that for some women, pregnancy seems to last forever. I am not one of those women. I don’t know if it is because I’ve been relatively symptom free, or because I really enjoy being pregnant or because we still have a million and one things to do, but I feel like I’ve been holding onto a high speed train ever since peeing on a stick.
Maybe it’s just all hitting me today, the first day of our third trimester. There are so many thoughts rushing through my head… about how I can’t wait until we meet this little guy, how much there is to do, and how much I’ve neglected sharing this journey on this blog. So many thoughts and so many feelings.
But, we still have 12 weeks to go (hopefully). And in that time, we have a LOT to do. Setting up a nursery, a million classes, dozens of things to buy and make. My only hope is that I can get it all done, slow down enough to enjoy it, and take the time to share more of it with you. Stay tuned.
