ZZzzZZzz land, where are you?

Yep, I've reached it. The infamous "end of pregnancy, so uncomfortable I cannot sleep" stage. I have the gel memory foam mattress pad and the uber comfortable pregnancy body pillow but sleep is still beyond reach most nights. Get this, even though my nights are rough and I'm not seeing as much of the back of my eyelids as I would like to, I'm still up bright and early in the morning, 6:20-6:30ish, with no desire to go back to sleep. Even on days I don't take Enoch to school. It drives Joe bonkers because I will then sit in bed and do something silly like type up a blog post or make a nonsensical list or do my nails. Clipping and filing only of course, no painting. Why would I torture him with fumes that early? Haha. Luckily, today he had basketball so I actually worked as his alarm clock. That's convenient!

I'm not complaining, I love to be pregnant. Even with the nausea, dry skin, acne, exhaustion, sleepless nights, etc, that this little girl has given me. I feel blessed to be pregnant for the third time. I'm pretty sure I'll miss being pregnant once this little girl comes. And not because newborns are eye opening and life changing no matter what number child you're having, but because there is a closeness you have with an unborn baby that no one else has. It's a physical closeness and a spiritual one.

Joe and I had a nice conversation the other day about how some women want to be treated more like men. They feel they are just as "worthy" or "capable" of doing what a man can do, maybe even doing it better. Sometimes this boggles my mind. I won't bore you with the details of my opinion because it truly does not matter. What does matter, to me at least, was Joe's comment. He said, he was truly jealous that a woman could bare children. He said, we as mothers have a bond with all of our children that a father simply does not have. Sure, they helped make those sweet children, and they truly love those children as fathers should and do, but mothers have 9 months of uninterrupted time and contact with their baby that fathers will never experience. And that makes him a little sad. To tell you the truth, I had never thought about that. Joe can put his hand on my stomach and feel baby move but he cannot feel what I feel when baby moves. Does that make sense? I also see similarities in how my kiddos act once they're born that they had in the womb. And 9 months of carrying and helping build and grow a baby? It's a phenomenal thing to be apart of.
I use to complain about being a woman. Periods, emotions, OB/GYN visits, etc. ladies, you know what I'm talking about. Sometimes being a woman can be uncomfortable but I am so grateful that I am a woman. I can bare children. What a ginormous honor and blessing. I know my Heavenly Father loves me because of this great gift he has bestowed upon not only me, but everyone woman on earth. Even if some of us don't get the opportunity here on earth, we all will in the eternities. What a beautiful blessing to have and to look forward to.

Thank You.