Today I woke up with my sweet husband saying to me “happy 7th week baby”. Since I had just woken up I thought he was talking to me, then I asked “what?” and I realized that he was caressing my belly and talking to the baby.
I thought that it was very sweet.
I don’t have anything new to share other than, I’ve noticed that my flabby fat is getting rounder and that my bbs are bigger and still sensitive.
Pregnancy at week 7 :
Can you believe your baby has doubled in size since last week? By week 7 your little one measures approximately half an inch long! Also during week 7, your baby’s arms and legs are developing and teeny tiny hands and feet are beginning to appear. He also has an appendix, intestines, a pancreas and a liver. Both hemispheres of your baby’s brain are growing. Nasal pits are forming. Overall it’s a big week for growth!
This week your baby’s eyes will also start to become more fully formed and now have a retina and lens attached. Thin veins will also begin to appear underneath your baby’s translucent skin.
I also wanted to share this post that I came accross that one of my wonderful, strong IF friends posted. I’m sure we can all relate and you’ll just love it.
Thoughts on Becoming a Mother
“There are women that become mothers without effort, without thought, without patience or loss and though they are good mothers and love their children, I know that I will be better.
I will be better not because of genetics, or money or that I have read more books,
but because I have struggled and toiled for this child.
I have longed and waited. I have cried and prayed.
I have endured and planned over and over again.
Like most things in life, the people who truly have appreciation are those who have struggled to attain their dreams.
I will notice everything about my child.
I will take time to watch my child sleep, explore and discover. I will marvel at this miracle every day for the rest of my life.
I will be happy when I wake in the middle of the night to the sound of my child, knowing that I can comfort, hold and feed him and that I am not waking to take another temperature, pop another pill, take another shot or cry tears of a broken dream. My dream will be crying for me.
I count myself lucky in this sense; that God has given me this insight, this special vision with which I will look upon my child that my friends will not see.
Whether I parent a child I actually give birth to or a child that God leads me to, I will not be careless with my love.
I will be a better mother for all that I have endured. I am a better wife, a better aunt, a better daughter, neighbor, friend and sister because I have known pain.
I know disillusionment as I have been betrayed by my own body, I have been tried by fire and hell many never face, yet given time, I stood tall.
I have prevailed.
I have succeeded.
I have won.
So now, when others hurt around me, I do not run from their pain in order to save myself discomfort. I see it, mourn it, and join them in theirs.
And even though I cannot make it better, I can make it less lonely. I have learned the immerse power of another hand holding tight to mine, of other eyes that moisten as they learn to accept the harsh truth and when life is beyond hard. I have learned a compassion that only comes with walking in those shoes.
I have learned to appreciate life.
Yes I will be a wonderful mother.”