I finally understand loving pregnancy. It's not the bump, the weight gain, the siatica, exhaustion, or acne. It's not the attention or parties. It's knowing my baby is always with me: Happy, safe and healthy. Knowing I am providing him with everything he needs and wants. Being able to protect him from the world and still show him all of my love.

I was wondering how I will be able to be patient through the next 10 weeks waiting for him. I have found my reason to be patient and am at peace.