They've Disappeared...

I look down one day and to my surprise, my toes have vanished, not to mention my ankles and feet have followed suit.

Seven weeks left...crazy, just crazy.

I love being pregnant; having the baby with me all the time, Travis holding my belly and talking to our little one, Rachael coming up to me bending down and saying "Hello Baby" just to make sure that when the baby is born he'll recognize her voice, feeling the baby move constantly and thus shaking my belly to where I think that I've got a bouncie ball in there that's never heard of the word stop, spending time relaxing and just concentrating on the baby and birth.

But I'm getting anxious to see who's nose the baby has, hoping that it's Trav's that won out. Wondering if it's a boy or a girl to put all the guessing to rest. And just to touch and hold the baby and look into his eyes and tell him how much I love him............and......maybe I'll see my toes again : )


God is so amazing!