37 weeks

Baby Update:  37 weeks

According to my weekly email from http://www.thebump.com/, baby is the size of a watermelon.  I can believe it, alittle bigger than the watermelon that I'm holding, but I can relate.  I'm really at the awkward stage while trying to move around, whether it be getting out of the couch or the bed, even gettting dressed.  Not an easy task and sometimes requires some help from Hubby. 

Baby Mason continues to treat me like a punching bag, but I do believe he's calming down some, maybe due to his lack of space as he continues to grow.  I really enjoy feeling him move and it is amazing to think that we will be meeting him soon. 

And yes, that watermelon is from our garden.  Delicious and enjoyed by Baby Mason and me :)

Abundance

Moving out onto a farm has allowed us more space for a garden...a 20' by 50' garden to be exact which is definitely a change from our two raised beds from last year.  Hubby has been busy with the planning, upkeeping and harvesting.  Despite the drought status which our area has been gifted with, our garden has florished.  I cannot get over the amount of squash, tomatoes, peppers, potatoes, zucchini, etc. that continues to grow.  With this abundance of produce comes the feeling of what to do with it all.  We've been donating, sharing with friends and trying to freeze some for our own use.  I have to tell you though, I'm more of a city girl in these matters because I really would like to can some and find other ways to preserve these vegetables, but I do not have the faintest idea of what to do or where to start.  It's overwhelming when your counters are covered with produce and each day Hubby comes in carrying a bucket (or two) of more.  There is just so much going on right now between being really pregnant, trying to prepare things for the baby, moving into this new house (keep in mind we have boxes everywhere) and trying to find the time and energy to organize all of our stuff that the idea of trying to can and preserve just isn't on my list.

Hopefully next year though...

Baby

9 months.  That is where I am on this pregnancy adventure which seems unreal to me.  Soon I will be a mom.  I have carried and nutured this sweet baby boy, our Mason, around for 9 months.  Part of me is ready to have my body back and I hate to sound selfish, but I'm just plain tired.  I do love feeling him move and everyone says that is a part of pregnancy that they miss the most. 

The other part of me is overwhelmed by the thought of labor, of becoming responsible for another human being that is totally and utterly dependent upon me.  I've some bits and pieces of advice, but I try to avoid that because that could overwhelm me even more. 

I continue to ask God for strength to carry Mason until his delivery date, strength to be the parent that He would want me to be and the courage and understanding to know that I'm not going to be the "perfect" mom but that I have so much love to give.    

We will make it!!