Friday, March 21, 2014

I Get Up to See My Baby


March 21 at 8:44am
Why do you get up in the morning? Why does anyone? When I was first pregnant, in the very, very beginning, it was to pee. I'm talking like 4-6 weeks along. It was about 6 am every time. Then it became to throw up. And not really throw up, just to pretend like there was something other than stomach acid in my belly. Daddy always came. There weren't many times that I threw up without him. He would rub my back and then get anything I needed once I was done. He would literally lift me off the floor because I felt so weak. Then, at about 16 weeks, the vomiting magically stopped. What took its place though was an insatiable hunger. I tried to eat a big meal before bed to help my growling stomach in the morning but sometimes I still had to get midnight snacks. Later in my pregnancy with Addison, that backed off. I again had to get up to go to the bathroom. I never woke up earlier than 6:30 to go which was a blessing. I always thanked my long torso and Addison's gentleness for never having an emergency where I didn't make it. A lot of the time I preferred to linger in bed because that was when she was most active. I wouldn't talk or put much pressure on my belly because I didn't want to distract her from her morning aerobics. These morning are probably my most prized memory of my pregnancy.
Well why do I get up now? What is my motivation? I'm not hungry, I don't have to go to the bathroom, I don't care if I have a shower first thing... And even if I do get up to do any of these things, I can just go back to bed.
A few days ago, I was laying in bed. I had woken up around 6:30, made a post, and then just laid there until almost 11:30. Sure, Nathan was there with me and we were talking and stuff. He had brought me a muffin to eat and then I think he got in the shower. I really had no reason to get up. No baby needing to be fed. No baby to change a diaper. No baby just to stare at in her crib. No baby to wrap up and snuggle. No baby to take for a walk. No baby.
But then I remembered what I do have. I have a giant picture of my baby. It hadn't been hung up yet. I hadn't decided where I wanted to put it. It was just leaning against the wall in the living room. I got up immediately. I had to go see my baby. I had to remember her sweet lips. I had to remember her cute nose. I had to remember every detail of her sweet disposition.
That is why I got up.
She is why I get up.
I get up to see my baby.
I hope everyone else has a good reason to get up, but I have the best.
Love,
Addison's Mommy
P.S. Addison's picture has a permanent place in the living room for all to see and to help me get up.
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Debra V. Wade: Thank you.
Krista Mullins: Perfect. I love it!
Nadya John: It is a beautiful picture of her. It'll be a great way to welcome guests into your home.
Ginger Faulk: Beautiful...every one needs that reason to get up and seeing your baby is a great reason. You continue to inspire me.

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