Where does the time go?

25 weeks and 6 days, that's how far along I am and how much closer it is to day the day I get to hold my baby girl. It doesn't always seem real to me, this idea of another person growing inside me but I feel her kick and move and know that she's there. The questions of will I be ready? What kind of person will she be? tend to creep into my mind when I least expect it. I worry, it's what I do. But the constant barrage of negative thinking has worn out it's welcome and these days I try to discern the difference between silly fears versus true ones.

It's definitely helped my overall mood and take on life!

Because while I don't know if I will be the "best mom", I do know I will give it my all to raise my daughter right. I have so much love for her and simple things like a walk along the river, I constantly find myself thinking I can't wait to share this or that with Rosemary. I can't wait to watch her grow. And one thing becomes certain, that the kind of person she will be is someone extraordinary.