24 weeks and it's a GIRL!

Sweet baby girl.  You have been living inside of me for 24 weeks now.  You are head down and very low, and I have a feeling I know why... your crazy brothers LOVE bouncing on you, poking, prodding, and rubbing you.  Eli loves to rest balls in my belly button and push them down until they bounce back up.  Braedon can't resist tickling you.  You are so lucky, my daughter.  Your brothers are two amazing little people.  They know you already.  They giggle when you kick them in the back during story time, and they cover you with blankets when they think you are cold.  I can't wait for you to meet them.

I can't wait to meet YOU.  I feel you in there, growing, moving... you are a night-owl, a chocolate lover, you love a good beat.  

Most days you leave me sore and tired.  I go through the day frustrated that I am hindered from doing even the simplest of my daily tasks.  I feel myself get heavier, I watch myself get heavier, and I can't help but feel a sense of dread and anxiety.  Most days I am so focused on ME that it it is easy to forget about YOU.  About all of the things you have accomplished in your 24 weeks.  All that you have ahead of you in the next 16 weeks.  From nothing to something, just like that. 

Then at night, when I crawl in bed, shove a pillow between my legs, and spoon with your daddy, you remind me why all of the pain is worth it every single day with your dancing and kicking.  You love letting Daddy know you're there with your steady rhythm of kick-kick-kicks against his back.

I know you love your family.  Know that we love you too. 

My sweet baby girl.

Does this face not SCREAM "I LOVE BEING PREGNANT!"??