Tomorrow will be 17 weeks. I can't believe we will know in just 2 weeks if this bundle of joy is a girl or boy! Of course, I am about to explode with excitement for the day to arrive. I think I felt the baby move the other night after Luke and I said our prayers. I rolled over on my side and felt what I would describe as popcorn popping in my belly. There were four distinct pops and then it was over. I have felt a little pop here and there over the last few days. I look forward to the kicks that can't be denied and having them many times throughout the day. Of course, I may be singing a different tune when the baby is kicking me at 3am and I can't sleep (but I'll be irritated with a big grin on my face!).
This weekend we are going to tour the labor and delivery unit. And tomorrow I have my first interview with a doula. I think it will be great to have someone experienced with labor to help Luke and me through it. I am just beginning to get the first twinges of fear over delivery. Who am I kidding? I'm terrified! I do NOT like pain. I am going to start to pray for strength now...I need all the courage I can get!
"The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped."
Psalm 28:7
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