After my mc in December I was lucky to fall pg straight away and after a few inital bumpy patches I am now 21 weeks. I thought I was doing ok - planning mat leave, thinking about buying a new mattress for bub, smiling at the appropriate times during ultrasounds. But yesterday in the shower I put my hands around my belly and realised that it was the first time I had actually felt any love for this baby. Or should I say allowed myself to feel the love. Strange - I hapily anticipated and enjoyed the kicks, watched my belly grow, smiled at the little profile photos - but yesterday was the first time I felt the love flow. I'm glad it's here - I've missed it :)
