Just What I Needed

I'm going to come clean about something....

I love my children, but being pregnant is not my favorite thing in the world. I do not feel glowing. I do not feel one with the earth, etc. I am uncomfortable from day 1 through the day they are born...and then some. I see this 9mth incubation as a small price to pay for the lifetime of love and joy I know they bring to the world, but UGH! - getting them here....UGH!


I get winded doing small tasks like blow drying my hair! Let alone the everyday stuff a mom of two has to do....Getting kids dressed, making beds, picking up clothes, doing dishes....you know, just stuff...


...and let me tell you about me feet! By the end of the day, they feel horrible and seem enormous!


Last night, though, my achy swollen feet brought out a side of my Julia I don't think I've ever seen...


I was putting her to bed and pretty much just flopped down beside her telling her that my feet were huge and achy so I needed to lie down. Her little head was already on her pillow, but as soon as I said that, she popped up and told me, "Mommy, I can rub them for you. That will make the feel better."


She ripped off the covers and grabbed each foot one at a time and gave me the sweetest little foot rub ever.


When she was done, she said smiling, "I know that helps because when my legs ache, Daddy rubs them and makes them feel all better, too."


How thankful I am for a husband who is teaching our little firecracker compassion. It really makes having achy, swollen feet worth it....
So we have about 10 more weeks or so to deal with the preggo whininess ;), but evenso, I am so grateful and know it is allllll worth it.....