First Kicks

Last week I felt Olivia kick for the first time. That is such an amazing feeling; I cannot even put into words. It makes you more aware that there is a life in there and not just a "fetus". I hear SO much from people about how horrible pregnancy was and they say "Oh, just wait. You won't like it so much in a few months!". It's horrible that they say these things and more horrible if they actually feel that way about it.



As I go into week 23 of my pregnancy, I feel so blessed that God allowed us to have a child. Sometimes I look at my husband and cannot believe that I have this life. Don't get me wrong, there are ups and downs of life but usually we are very happy people. Mainly because we grew up with simple things and have carried that through our own lives because it works. When I tell people I will be staying at home to raise her, I have actually had people question me about it- like its forbidden.

I tell people that I wont be literally staying at home all day. In case there is any misunderstanding. :) There is work to be done there, and lots of good memories that will be made with me staying at home. We may plant a little garden in the spring. I will be busy taking pictures of her. Trying to capture every little smile. I wish that everyone could experience this one day. Maybe I was born in the wrong generation or something. Or maybe things have just become too complicated with our lives that we have forgotten the simple little things in life that can make us happy.