6 Months

I am six months pregnant as of yesterday. This is a horrible picture, but it was the best I could do. I'm wearing more maternity clothes than regular now. This is precisely the time with Aaron when I thought I had been pregnant quite long enough, thank you. I feel the same with Abby. I firmly believe that a six month gestation period would be sufficient. You really have enough time to do everything you need to do, bask in the excitement of being pregnant, get as big as any woman wants to and then you just have the baby. Who needs three more months? HA! But things are going quite well. I have been trying to do all the traveling I want to do. I am starting to get uncomfortable and long car rides will soon cease. I have two trips to Tyler planned in early December and then we will be home bound until approximately Summer 2011!

On a cheery note, how cute is this outfit??? Meg gave us this for Abby. Meg is one of the sweetest, most thoughtful people I know and I am blessed to have her in my life. I was also super pleased because this is a 3-6 month outfit. I am awful nervous about having a lot of newborn clothes for Abby in case she comes out like her brother!

Okay, I thought I might be too proud to show this, but here it is...this is Abby's room a month ago. The tree and the castle painted on the wall are part of a Princess Mural that came with the house. The bins are all of Aaron's things that we had been storing in the attic. And, then, there's just stuff...Aaron helped quite a bit with the going through of the stuff!

It got worse before it got better...

And NOW...it is tan and mural free. THANK YOU, Kimmie and Papa. This truly may be the best baby gift ever!

I have gone through all of Aaron's stuff and put everything away, or pretty close to away. I pulled out our keepsake blankets and will have them ready for Abby. I have done so much laundry in the past week getting the Sweet Girl's clothes, blankets and burp cloths ready for her!

And here is a picture of Abby's bedding. We have it, but it will be a little while before we get furniture in the room and get it set up.

I think that's all about Abby - except that she is quite the wild child! I thought her brother was active and he had nothing on her! You can almost always catch a glimpse of her gymnastics if you glance at my stomach. She is something. She is also much, much lower than Aaron ever thought about being, so it feels so much different. While I don't believe Abby will ever do anything as painful as bruising two of my ribs and kicking them for a few months afterwards, it is a strange and uncomfortable feeling to have the weight of a child in your lower abdomen and around your organs. But I also so enjoy that I can feel her all of the time. I would sometimes not be able to feel Aaron and it made me nervous. I love knowing that Abby is energetic and growing and moving. And I love the miracle inside of me. I may not be one of those people that loves being pregnant, but I am constantly amazed, humbled and thankful for God's gift of this precious being growing in me.