It's been almost 27 weeks now and I'm in the phase where I'm savoring the final moments of my independence. Not only that, but also savoring the final moments of feeling my babies kick around inside me and move like crazy. I'm enjoying eating ice cream when I want and not feeling bad about the frequency, having free time, taking cat-naps when I have that free time, and spending the little time I have left alone with Nate. At times I feel more like I am mourning my independence than savoring it, but I realize that on the other side of this pregnancy lies more moments to savor.
Before I became pregnant everything was going really well. I enjoyed my job, my husband, my family and friends, and I felt a great sense of purpose in life. But something was missing. I kept trying to make myself believe that I didn't want to have kids yet, but I knew the whole time that's what was missing. I'm looking forward to being a mother and parenting my children. Talk about a huge sense of purpose, molding lives has to be one of the most purposeful things in life. Granted I realize the negatives that go with it, and I plan to blog regularly about them as they come, but until then I'm just going to savor the moments.
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