It’s been a crazy month here in our little home.
My son turned 3. Already. How does it happen so fast? Where does this time go? He was my teeny tiny Tanner. He wasn’t even 6 lbs. when he was born.
Now, he’s this little man. Doing little man – and if I’m being totally honest – little girl things! He loves playing with trains and cars but also loves everything his big sister does. Like putting on dress-up clothes and wearing sparkly shoes. I can’t blame him, I love to wear sparkly shoes, too.
He’s quirky, a little hot-tempered and one of a kind. He’s my son, and he has my heart, right there in his dirty little pocket.
But his isn’t the only birthday we’ve celebrated around here.
I turned 30.
I know it seems like no big deal, but it did hurt a little. 29 seems so much younger. I wonder if I’m wearing “age appropriate” clothing? Am I supposed to stop wearing headbands? I usually braid my bangs and I haven’t done that either. Should a 30-year-old wear braids in their hair? Is that like a grown woman with pigtails, or not as bad?
I’ve been struggling with feeling tired and nauseous, and I have major heartburn. But all for wonderful reasons.
God has blessed us with a baby. I’m finally 12 weeks. The longest 12 weeks of my life. Every cramp was a worry. Every spot, a cause for alarm. But we’ve made it. We’ve made it to the “safe” zone (although I can’t help but wonder what that really means or if it really exists). It still puts my mind at ease. It still makes me believe that I can carry a baby and I can carry a baby to term, with the help of progesterone.
I can feel little movements of the baby, when I’m laying in bed. It’s so comforting. And all of the bad stuff, the tiredness, the nausea, the heartburn, they all are worth it. I can take a nap (who am I kidding?), I can take Tums and I can alleviate the nauseous feeling. And it’s all temporary.
It’s also appreciated. It’s cherished. It’s gross, sometimes, yes. But I wouldn’t give it up for the world.
Sara Todd is an Omaha mom of two with another on the way! Read her on Fruita Moms.
It is all worth it!
You are barely out of high school, so unless you are going to a job interview I think you are ok wearing braids…LOL Yeah, thirty feels old. I think I have a vague recollection of feeling like that. Who knows it’s been so long. How about if I tell you if you are not dressing age appropriate, and you tell me – deal?
Deal!!!!