I woke-up this morning, rolled over and there it was. My uterus protruding from my belly like a softball. I said "Hey, Kim, come look!" We both rubbed on the belly. Talked to the baby. I savored the moment. Then, I got up, went to the bathroom and my uterus returned to where it should be. Distinct visual evidence of the baby, gone for now.
I remember this happening with Natalie too. Although with Natalie I was more than 14 weeks. I was also growing a 10-12 cm cyst on my ovary with Natalie. I think I was often rubbing on a cyst, not my baby with Natalie but they tell me I have no huge cysts this time.
I love these moments. Evidence that our baby is growing! Kim catches me rubbing on my belly a lot and says "Leigh, stop, what are you doing? You love being pregnant, don't you?" Yes, I do! I love it! If I didn't have to be responsible for the kiddos after they left my body I would stay pregnant.
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Oh, girl... I'm glad it's you and not me!
Sweet!!! And you know, only people who work in the field can use the word 'uterus' in a sentence without batting an eyelash! :) What a sweet post.
Beth, you are so right! There are several other words that we can use like that, that no one else can!
I gotta tell you....uteruses that pop in and out...freaking me out. Why was it popping out? Wait. Don't tell me. I don't want to know....
Sounds so magical. I love that you love being pregnant. You're certainly giving me the urge!
Jeni - it was only popping out cause she had to pee. Nothing freaky! :)
Thank goodness! Internal organs ought not 'pop' out randomly....who knew a full bladder could take up that much space???
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