...Josh and I were supposed to be those 'someones', today...
May 31st 2007...our wedding day. Y'know, the one that we took a raincheck on because a certain little cutie took up residence in my belly...
We would've been up and getting ready in our wedding-finery finest in warm Hawaii right now. I probably would have been battling pre-wedding nerves by downing a glass of champers and scoring warm giggly red cheeks in the process whilst my lovely make- up artist tried to tame my rebellious hair into submission.
It would've been sweet as, before I fell pregnant, it felt like the day would take forever to arrive but it would've been here today at last...except now we have another year to wait. And there's this mysterious and somewhat nerve-inducing period in between now and our new wedding day date, where we face this totally life-changing and new experience that neither of us have any idea how we're going to cope with. Will this baby be a bad sleeper, colicky, refluxy? Will I struggle to get back into shape, therefore not fit into my dress? Will we be ok financially where we can afford to get married in Hawaii come next May 31st 2008? Will we be able to pull a wedding together at the same time as learning to be parents?
The questions float around, not going anywhere because they can't really be answered right now.
Josh and I are gonna go out to James Squire Brewhouse, at the Docklands, for dinner tonight in recognition of our postponed wedding day. We might be dorks and try on our wedding rings (again) tonight too lol. My dress hangs patiently on the back of our bedroom door (s'ok, I trust Josh not to peek) but I don't think I will be trying THAT on anytime soon. My baby bump is BIGGGG now. (will post more photos soon).
I gotta get my butt into gear and get those arty-farty preggy shots of me done. I've been waiting until I had a substantial belly and uh *looking down* I think it's pretty substantial now. I was standing in the shower the other night and started laughing when I looked down and realized I now couldn't see my feet unless I bent over (and even that's getting tricky).
LOTS of Corn Pop movement in there, I'm loving it! I poked my belly last night before going to sleep only to feel Corn Pop poke me back as if to say "Ey, get off!". I'm feeling kicks, punches (sometimes all at the same time), squirms, the whole kit and caboodle and the more I feel, the more I fall in love with this little bean.
Sometimes I'll be laying on my couch and I'll feel bubby squirming around and it feels like he/she is trying to find a comfy spot and I close my eyes and try and visualize what he/she looks like in there, right at that point in time. I swear it'd be great to have a little window on my belly so I could see but, then again, I think it makes the birth so much sweeter because you're seeing them for the first time after waiting SO long, wondering, wondering...
I'm making a mental note to post more often. Here I am, 27 weeks pregnant, almost 28 weeks and I've only posted about it a couple of times. I mean, geeze, I only have 12 - 13 weeks to go! Bubby's almost cooked!
Happy One Year Pre-Wedding Anniversay, sweetheart! I can't, can't, can't, can't wait until the day we finally get married. Love you xxxooo
