5 Month Belly

No, no pictures from which to shield your sensitive eyes, but rather some insight from the fried half-brain of a pregnant Mom.
I have to say that I actually like pregnancy most of the time. I Love rubbing my growing belly, talking to the Little One causing the expansion. I Love feeling the little kicks and bumps that I can finally feel, even though they happen mostly at night when I am ready for sleep. I love it when my husband walks by and gently pats his second Child, even if it does cause jigglage. I Love talking about names, even if we had to decide that picking a name shared by our 5-year-old next-door neighbor simply could not happen.


The second pregnancy doesn't stand a chance of comparison with the first because, simply, Life is different. When pregnant with Isabella I spent my whole day thinking about her; now I just can't afford to split my brainpower during the day. I'm thankful every day for God's design for pregnancy, that He takes care of the growing and developing and the only thing for which we second (and subsequent) time Moms are responsible is trying to take generally good care of ourselves. Remembering my Multi-vitamin and Calcium is about all I can handle above the Child I already have on the outside, so it's a good thing God's the One working on Baby.

On another note, we had out 22 week anatomy ultrasound yesterday, and Kiddo looks pretty good! A little shy, as he/she was turned facing directly backward, and not too interested in getting his/her picture taken. The tech spent a lot of time chatting about what she was seeing, and explaining a lot which was really cool. I LOVE watching the little movements, the measurements, and especially the beating heart. To watch those 4 itty-bitty chambers working furiously at 163 beats per minute (average 140-170 for this age) is absolutely MIRACULOUS. There is no other way to describe it. I am thankful for a chance to see our little Miracle movin' and groovin' and doing what she(he) should.