Love Those Kicks
I arrived home from LA exhausted but happy to be home and see my children. They could not believe how big my belly has gotten. My son keeps lifting my top to check. He really seems excited about the baby now. They even got to feel the baby kick, and it made my heart light up when I saw my kids smile and giggle when they felt it.
My husband, Rob, chaired a charity event this week and I served on the committee. It was a huge success and we raised a lot of money for the children in Israel to have playgrounds and sports complexes. It was great to be a part of this event.
My husband was away this weekend visiting his son in Toronto. I ran around taking my children to their soccer games. One was on Saturday at 8 am! How am I going to do this with three kids and my husband away? I know – it’s called, “weekend help.” My husband has promised me that I can get someone to come in on weekends when he is away. I don’t want my kids to miss their soccer games and birthday parties. I was wiped out by Sunday night. I could not even stay up and watch Desperate Housewives, which is exactly how I was feeling that night. Desperate!
I can’t believe that I’m halfway through my pregnancy. This is, by far, the best part of it. I just love feeling those kicks.