Today I am 8 months (32 weeks) pregnant. Only 8 more weeks to go. Wow! With school being out, I have been pretty bored and often think it would be nice to have Dane now, when I have nothing to do all day. But then I remember that this is my last summer to myself and to enjoy the peace and quiet while I can :-) To keep busy, I have planted a ton of flowers in the front and back yards and planted a vegetable garden. Now I need another project to work on, so I am thinking about scrap booking or working on my baby blanket that I started in high school and never finished.
A couple of days ago, I was watering my flowers out front, and Dane kicked really hard and turned sideways in my belly. I thought to myself how I liked knowing he was safe inside my belly, and I didn't have to worry about him because he was with me. Then I realized how soon he would be off on his own, exploring the world, and I would probably be worried sick about him all the time. I remembered my mom telling me a long time ago (when I was a wild and crazy teenager) that when I am mother one day, I will know what it is like to worry about my children, and I feel that day has come. So, I am going to treasure these last few weeks of security of knowing my baby boy is safe and sound in my belly, where I can feeling him kicking and turning on a daily basis :-)
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