As my pregnant days wind down, I have been thinking a lot about how amazing this whole process has been. Years back I was horrified at the idea of pregnancy but here I am 9 months in and I have survived. I haven’t just survived actually, I have enjoyed most of it. There have been ups and downs but I think I will miss quite a few things of being pregnant.
I will miss the flutters of your first movements.
I will miss watching your stretches and kicks poke through my tummy as they continue to grow stronger.
I will miss the feeling of excitement and anticipation of your arrival .
I will miss the infinite questions that my caring class ask each and every day about you.
I will miss my students suggestions for your name.
I will miss watching my belly stretch as you grow.
I will miss the younger children in the school pretending to be pregnant like me as they play through the day.
I will miss my dreams about you.
I will miss waiting and wondering what you will be like.
Although the only thing better than feeling you grow inside of me is watching you grow in my arms!