26 weeks 2 day

Even though I know I'm 26 weeks along (or more importantly, 14 weeks from full term) I still can't believe it and, writing the title (yes, I said writing even though I typed) makes it more real and, frankly, terrifying. (There are a lot of commas in that sentence!) I promise I'm excited about Smudgy coming, really I am. I just hope that I'm ready when he does. I keep saying that I hope I'm ready to be a mom and people always respond "you already are!" That may be so, technically, but I don't feel like one. I feel more like a host right now.

At the last ultrasound the technician said that he was viable. I know I'm supposed to be excited about that but I mostly just felt the urge to clutch my stomach, squeeze my legs together and pray. Not only because I want him to make it to full term but also because I'm just not ready to be done yet. So far, and I realize this may jinx me, I enjoy being pregnant. There are some downsides but, for me, the pluses outweigh the negatives. I feel important all the time, like I'm constantly busy even when I'm just watching television. There's so much going on over here! All the time!

He's really moving now, a constant affirmation that he's okay. They say that, at this point, babies are sleeping about 14 hours a day. Either Smudgy is an active sleeper or I'm calling bravo sierra. Not that it bothers me, mind you. We haven't had any feet stuck in between ribs or anything yet (something I'm told I can look forward to.) People ask me what it feels like; it used to feel like bubbles popping. Now that he's almost 2 pounds it feels like getting kicked in the stomach by tiny feet from the inside. I realize that's not helpful but that is exactly what it feels like.

In other news, I can't believe it's October! This only means that the rest of the pregnancy will fly. I get to decorate for Halloween this weekend then comes Thanksgiving and then Christmas and then Smudgy, hopefully in that order! I can't wait! Honestly. I promise.