H2O

33 weeks + 2 days. Sh!t's gettin' real. 

Wiggles is constantly moving – s/he's really living up to the nickname we gave at the 12 week ultrasound. It's really special and I enjoy every second of it... even when my bladder is being used as a punching bag or my ribs as a resting place for feet. I wonder if I will feel the same as Wiggles gets bigger and bigger and bigger?!? We shall see.

Scott gets to feel and watch Wiggles change the shape of my belly a lot more frequently now too. He's fascinated by the movement and he's always trying to understand what it must actually feel like. He's eager to hold Wiggles and it's just incredibly tender and precious to watch his face when he interacts with Wiggles through my belly. I'll cherish those intimate moments forever.  

happy as a clam! 

Summer has officially arrived in San Diego and we're trying to get out to the ocean as often as possible. Unfortunately, it can be quite tricky to get to the water and not encounter throngs of people on the beach. I miss the days when people didn't flock to the ocean... when we had more of it to ourselves. Selfish, I suppose. Lucky for us, third trimester pregnancy has me up BRIGHT AND EARLY every morning, so we can typically get out before the crowds.

Wiggles loves the water too. And for me, feeling weightless is simply divine. So, even if Wiggles didn't like the water, I probably wouldn't even notice. I'm enjoying it too much. Mom win.

I do miss surfing. Badly. But, I suppose it's enough to get out with some fins and immerse myself in the salt water. It's fun to watch Scott surf... even if I am jealous of most (okay, all) of his waves! Here's to hoping Wiggles enjoys being outside and surfing as much as Scott and I do. 

Nature is our temple. We're still struggling with everything that's happening here in the US. Progress is being made, but it's still not enough... and it will likely take generations to be enough. We're learning. Checking our privilege. Advocating. Listening. Asking questions. Debating amongst each other. Challenging one another. Affirming our parenting plans and strategies for Wiggles. 

And when it all becomes too much and despair starts to creep in, we cling to hope and replenish ourselves in the ocean. Together we emerge restored and refreshed... ready to face whatever comes next.