It's a Zen Thing - 27 Weeks

It's getting a little squished in there. My stomach can only hold about half its normal capacity - so there go any perks like eating as much as I want. Oh, technically I still could, but I'd pay for it - and no amount of antacids are going to help. They say that the baby gains around a half a pound a week at this point. I can just imagine him in there, confused, thinking, "Is it me or is it getting smaller in here? Just last week I could strech out and now... hmmm, maybe if I kick a little harder... now I swear the walls are closing in! Ahhhh, lemme out of here!"

Or maybe he doesn't care. I, for one, can't wait to be the only one occupying my body again. Just to be able to take a deep breath or empty my bladder compleately would be heaven at this point. Seriously, heaven. Pregnancy definitely makes you appreciate those little things, so I guess that's a positive way to look a this.

I find at times I do look at all of this the wrong way. I think I'm one of those people who really focus too much on tomorrow without taking the time to enjoy today. Perhaps its the nature of college life, existing in a state of limbo. And although I do look forward to meeting this little guy, tying my own shoes, and generally not being pregnant anymore, my goal for the next twelve weeks is to enjoy just what is. I read a journal on Babycenter.com called Bringing up Ben and Birdy, which is where I got the idea for this journal, and the author was writing about a philosophy called 'mindful parenting'. Basically the central idea is that " Perhaps we would hold our moments differently. Perhaps they would not slip by so unnoticed, so unused, so filled up by us with busyness or diversions". And who can deny that is a much better way of looking a things.