In the years spent waiting, nearly every time I saw a pregnant woman who had her hands all over her belly I would think, "that's a little much..." and then I would probably roll my eyes.
Then I would think about how I would never be "that woman" constantly feeling her bump-no matter how big or small it was.
Sure, I would imagine that I would have my hands on my tummy every so often, but as much as I see these other mama's to be?
Well, until we actually got pregnant and that sort of went out the door.
Now, I find myself with my hand on my belly without even realizing it.
I fall asleep with my hand there.
I wake up with it there.
And like I said, it's without even thinking about it.
I guess, there was that twinge of jealousy and bitterness seeing pregnant women with their hands on their bellies-like they were rubbing it in or something.
I'm realizing now though, that a lot of the times, it's without even thinking about it.
My hand simply goes there because my baby is there.
And I'm their mama and I want to protect them and love them already.
"Before you were conceived I wanted you. Before you were born I loved you. Before you were here an hour I would die for you. This is the miracle of Mother's Love" [Maureen Hawkins]