Little Tyler

I have a friend who is exactly a month ahead of me in my pregnancy. Yesterday, 2/26/2012, she got to meet her wonderful baby boy, named Tyler Jeffery Dante who was 6.98 lbs, 18" long, and his head was 13" around. He came approximately 20 days before his actual due date. His birth, which marked a big milestone in my friend's life, made me realize that one of my big milestones is rapidly approaching as well, with no sign of slowing down. Being pregnant has been the most unique experience of my life so far. I have felt the little kicks from when she was around 23 weeks old, which felt like little, VERY little, flicks on the inside of my stomach. I have felt the uncomfortable pressure on my bladder, and what it feels like when she pushes on it. I have been able to see my whole stomach rumble like my stomach is a body of water, and something caused ripples in the water. I've been able to experience the unpleasant stretch marks, and how the fresh ones on me appeared a blue color instead of the slightly darker flesh color all the rest are. I have understood what it feels like when my stomach is itchy from the stretch marks, and have learned not to itch them, or I will create more. I never got morning sickness, but my best friend was peppermint tums later on in the pregnancy as my little girl started to develop several strands of hair. I have been taking two pills for Jasmine, a prescribed pink prenatal pill, and an oblong shaped cloudy omega 3 pill. The omega 3 pill is the worst pill I have ever taken. It's a pill people like to describe as a "horse pill" meaning extremely huge. And the pill was so light, it floated in my mouth. I still remember the day we found out I was pregnant. We had been trying to get pregnant, and so I thought that this pregnancy test was just going to be another disappointing "negative". But I continued on with the normal routine of peeing on the stick, setting it on the bathroom counter, and then finishing using the restroom. When I was done, I remember turning the stick over and seeing a plus sign on the pregnancy test. I remember the drop I felt in my stomach, and the excitement that started to bubble inside me. And now almost 8 months later, I get to see if, when my little baby girl finally comes, I will feel that all too familiar drop in my stomach when I see her, as I did when I saw the first sign of her existence.