Thirty three weeks doesn't initially sound like a long time...but then I remember to divide that by 4 and quickly come up with the number 8. Eight months?! That sounds much longer than 33 weeks.... Although then I also remember to compare the number "33" to the *full-term "40" and suddenly begin to freak out that 33 is so incredibly close to 40! It is a "far along" number after all! Then I have to remember that 7 remaining weeks translates into over a month and a half...and then I calm down again. We are getting close but not that close quite yet. All of it's more than a little mind-blowing, baffling, and exciting.
The odd thing about pregnancy (based on my sole ongoing experience thus far) is that it somehow manages to feel like a never-ending story and as if it happens in the blink of an eye. When I think back to that early December day when Michael and I first knew for certain that I was pregnant it feels like such a distant memory...and yet the first minute I told Michael and showed him the positive test - where we were standing, what he did next, how he smiled at me - are all locked in my memory as if it happened yesterday. The amount of time that has elapsed since then seems like somewhat of a blur - as if me being in my eighth month of pregnancy just happened overnight and is the most natural thing in the world (it is one of the most natural things in the world, but that's beside the point I'm trying to make).
When I stop to think - to really think - about the past 8(ish) months of my life I realize just how much has happened and how much life Michael and I have lived together in a short amount of time. We briefly lamented no longer being able to plan a 1-year anniversary trip to Europe and quickly replaced those sentiments with the joyful anticipation of a baby and memories made on our wonderful weekend trips to D.C., Chicago, Niagara Falls and Toronto, Cambridge/Boston, and Mackinac Island.
|33 weeks = a 4(+) lb. baby! And yes, that's a fake ring|
(2 sizes bigger than normal) on my finger.
|Wall of our consolidated baby gifts - which I plan to|
reorganize as I begin washing clothing & bedding!
The bottom line is this: my body has gradually changed (a lot!), our baby has grown a lot (he should be over 4 lbs. now!), and while I've experienced an array of pregnancy symptoms and already gained about 35 lbs. the baby and I are both healthy, happy (I know he is based on what my ob/gyn says about an active baby being a healthy baby - because believe me, he is active!), and surely looking forward to meeting one another outside the womb for the first time (if he knew such a thing existed, that is). :)
Thank you for all of your prayers! We've only got 7 weeks to go (maybe sooner!) and it's definitely starting to feel within reach. Oh, and KelleyAnnie, if you're reading this: I haven't forgotten about that guest piece I'm writing for you! The dreaded "pregnancy brain" has finally started to catch up with me and cause me to draw occasional blanks - making it difficult to sit down and write coherent pieces. But I will get that to you soon. :)
*Just a note that while doctors use 40 weeks for the baby's due date, 37 weeks is actually considered full-term. Everything beyond that is simply extra time for the baby to keep growing.
"Life is always a rich and steady time when you are waiting for something to happen or to hatch."
-E.B. White, Charlotte's Web