Just Breathe Mom

Well this is it, the last few days of my third and final pregnancy. I vowed to make this the easiest and best journey of them all. I told myself that I wasn’t going to get sick, wear styles that I wouldn’t wear pre-pregnancy, and enjoy every minute this little life was inside of me. Thankfully I didn’t get sick, my wardrobe vastly improved over the last couple of pregnancies, both of which made me enjoy this pregnancy a little more than my previous ones.

But…

I’ll keep it real and simple by saying, some of us were just not born with bodies made to birth babies. The last few weeks have been the toughest. Top that with two little active boys that won’t cut their momma any slack. However, throughout this whole pregnancy I keep telling myself that this is it. This is the last time you’ll ever get to experience this again.

I’ve tried to envision myself as the mom in the Suave commercial that starts out independent and single, engaged, married, has a couple of kids and lets herself go by dressing up as the Easter Bunny. She then gets her old self back and looks glowing and beautiful pregnant with her third child. I love that commercial just for the inspiration and sheer accuracy of what happens to so many of us when we have kids.

If you haven’t seen this commercial, you can view it by:

1. Visiting www.suave.com
2. Click on “Our Story”
3. Click on “Advertising”
4. Click on “Anthem”

I decided to preserve myself in history as the “Suave Mom”; I had pregnancy pictures of the boys and me taken. I did this with my older son when I was pregnant with my second. The picture is adorable of him holding on to my stomach and looking up at me. Things didn’t go as smoothly with the addition of my second son. I tried to get the same shot with both boys hanging on to my belly and me out of the picture. That didn’t work, so I sat down clutching on to the youngest in a very uncomfortable position. Everyone is halfway smiling. Fine, I’ll take it. Then when I get the pictures back, I notice what my oldest son is doing with his hand. Nice.

Oh well, I guess this is my perfect and it doesn’t really matter anyway. In retrospect, having a baby is one of the biggest miracles of life. And, how lucky am I that I’ve had the opportunity to experience it three times?

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