35 Weeks of Pregnancy vs. 35 Weeks of Baby

Today has me feeling some type of way. Today my baby Daisy is 35 weeks + 3 days old, which is exactly how far along I was into my pregnancy when we welcomed her into the world. It’s so crazy to think about that!!

We certainly were not expecting her to come when she did (you can read all about her birth story here if you’d like), but it was the best thing that could have happened. As unprepared and as terrified as we were, I’m so thankful we were able to have those extra five weeks with her.

Now here she is, eight months old, and getting more and more incredible by the day. She taught me a lot when she was in my tummy (like how to slow down, to take naps, that not being able to sleep on your back or stomach really sucks, and that you don’t have to be 70-years-old to have horrible back pain), and she’s taught me even more since she’s been here (like to slow down and enjoy every minute with her, that’s okay to have dirty dishes and a messy house, that you can’t hold a baby too much no matter what you read, and that a smile from her can brighten any mood).

I’ve always loved babies and kids, but there’s seriously nothing like your own. It’s so much fun watching her learn every new little thing! Who knew seeing someone hold her own toy or sit up on her own could be SO exciting?

While I didn’t love being pregnant while I was pregnant, I wasn’t quite ready to be done being pregnant just yet – I was finally starting to actually feel and look pregnant, and loved feeling her move around (he was quite the kicker and mover in my belly and she still is!). I do have to admit, though, that these last 35 weeks have been SO much more fun than the 35 before those!

Looking back I’m so glad I took all of these weekly and monthly photos during pregnancy and now of baby Daisy. It’s so easy to get wrapped up in life and forget all the little details, and it’s so cool to see the growth on both sides throughout those 35 weeks. This is the very last picture we got of Daisy in my belly (walking into the hospital when my water unexpectedly broke), the middle is the very first picture of her we got, and the right was taken this morning.
She truly is a miracle baby and my guardian angel (details in this post), and she has been nothing but a ray of sunshine every waking moment every day ever since. As much as I actually do miss being pregnant from time to time, it’s MUCH better having her here! Can’t wait to see what the next 35 weeks bring (though I’m not in ANY hurry).