Life isn't tied with a bow, but it's still a gift.

My belly this morning.

As I start month 8 this week, I am reminding of the fabulous pregnancy I have has so far. Ryan and I were so nervous about what pregnancy held for me and my health and what it has brought me is a picture perfect 8 months. No joke, I feel great!

You hear these dreaded stories of what women (and their husbands) go through and just assume that you will fall into one of those categories. Well, Ryan can vouch; I’ve kept my moodiness to a minimum, have never requested that Ryan go out and buy me any strange food request and certainly don’t let my growing belly get in the way of everyday tasks.

Other terrible, pregnancy-induced symptoms that have not made it to my list:
Swollen ankles
Acid reflux
Nausea
And even Braxton Hicks … I know, I am a lucky girl!

Now, I certainly want to credit my good genes, but I have to give myself some credit. I eat healthy – rarely indulging, I work out daily and I’ve never been one to let any ailment/hardship/whopping belly get in the way of my daily activities!

My intention here was certainly not to upset every mother who suffered throughout their 9 months, but rather to take a moment to be thankful for being given the opportunity to go through this journey with such ease and enjoyment. My body has given me my fair share of challenges, I am just glad this was one opportunity where it decided to back down and let me enjoy these last 32 weeks.

One last note: I am so excited to be surrounded by friends and family this weekend at our shower. Ryan and I have such a good support group around us. Thanks in advance, Stacey and Becky, for what I’m sure will be a wonderful day. To all my family and friends traveling this weekend, have a safe trip into B’ham!