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What a week! Whew!
Monday, Jordan turned 21, a feat he has been waiting to accomplish for as long as I've known him. I can only hope he will be responsible now that he can go out and drink. I'm a stickler for drunk driving.
Monday morning, I had my first ultrasound appointment. I'm not going to lie, I was incredibly nervous. Up until that point, I had yet to truly feel pregnant (besides slowly but surely watching my cute clothes fit a little different, my face break out, and my hair just do the weirdest things.) I had not yet had that "a-ha!" moment when I could officially say, "yup, I'm pregnant and the baby's doing great!" I had no reassurance. And I was a little nervous about the actual ultrasound procedure. To say the least, I've had it done before and it wasn't pleasant. But this time was much, much different. By the time I got to the office my nerves were calming and my excitement was mounting. Then, a little blob popped up on the screen. That blob slowly morphed into a tiny little person, with a cute little head, and adorable little body, and perfect arms and legs. The best part, the heartbeat was strong and loud! At that moment, I realized it was all real. And it was glorious.
And as one baby continues to grow inside me, my other baby, Brinkley, continues to become the master of mischief. Over the past few days, she has managed to dig random holes throughout the backyard, chew through carpet in the living room, and tear up an endless amount of toys. I thought my heart would stop beating last night when I caught her tearing up a chunk of the carpet. The problem is, she always knows she has done something wrong, and then I get that "I'm so sorry" puppy look from her. And I cave. I stop scolding and immediately start loving. A glimpse into the soft mother I will become? Let's hope I can discipline in a Godly manner and remain strong enough to see it through. I guess I still have 7 months of Brinkley escapades to learn from. :)
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