I loved when people would ask to touch my belly. I know that's weird, but I had the biggest joy when I would be out somewhere and someone would say "OMG! Can I feel?" On vacation, our waitress one night said "I'm only 3 months pregnant... can I touch your belly? I'm so excited to get there!" I let her, and she started crying because she was so happy. I loved being able to do that for her (but felt bad that she cried)!
I also loved my 3D ultrasound... it was a REALLY cool experience (especially because Zach looks JUST like those ultrasound pics!)
I loved how my hair looked. Seriously. Prenatal vitamins are the BOMB. My doctor said it was a good idea to keep taking them during breastfeeding, too, and I'm SO happy for the good hair days that result from those things.
Even when feeling the baby move was painful or irritating, I loved watching him move. And I loved my 10-year-old brother's reaction to the baby moving.
Oh, and as frustrating as bedrest was, since I HAD to be on bedrest, I may as well look at the positive and remember how all I had to do was say "Mommmmmm.... my water's empty!!!" and she would actually happily come bring me more. It was kind of nice being waited on, even though the bedrest SUCKED.
But mostly... I love the end result. Holding my son is the best thing ever.
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