Dear Third Trimester...

Wow.  Where did you come from?  It seems like just yesterday I found out I was pregnant.  Suddenly here you are, marking the beginning of the final stretch of this journey.  It has gone so fast.  Of course, finding out you are pregnant when you are already almost nine weeks along probably also contributes to things feeling quick (more on that story to come). 

Regardless, third trimester, please feel free to take your time.  I am not ready.  There are so many things to get in order still.  The end of summer is going to be busy with family, friends, projects and work.  As usual, I want to do more than I feasibly have time for.  There is less to buy this time around, for which I am so very grateful, but I still want to do some special things to get ready for this baby girl.  She needs some things of her own outside of Lily's hand-me-downs to help welcome her into the world.  On the list:

1.      Crocheting her a blanket - in process

2.      Making her a mobile for her "space" which is the corner of our bedroom

3.      Sewing her a taggie blanket out of the cutest fabric ever - see here

4.      Oh... and the small detail of her daddy and I deciding on her name...

Outside of feeling like I will never be ready, I am enjoying being pregnant.  I know, I know... it's hot, I'm big and I can't enjoy my favorite summer sangria, but still... I know this is the last time I will ever be pregnant.  This baby girl has been a joy to carry.  I have had a relatively easy time with her so far (knock on wood) and love that for whatever reason, I feel so much more this time.  I love that when I wake up in the morning, or her big sister wakes me up, she wakes up as well and starts her morning stretching.  I love that during the day while at my desk, she entertains me with her dancing.  She loves listening to Mumford and Sons.  I love that at night daddy and I watch as my entire belly shifts while she plays and grows.

It is all a little bittersweet and while I am so excited to meet her, I am just not ready.  So here is to hoping the days move slower as the summer winds into the fall... and that I will find more time for the things on my list.