it takes very little for me to get slightly wound up, in general.
case in point-- conversation between hubby and me driving down highway 280:
me: "so, honestly, driving in the center lane and seeing cars drive past you on both sides doesn't bother you at all? doesn't make you want to immediately change lanes?"
hubby: "no. i mean, i see them, but i'm fine right here."
me: "wow. that must be nice."
it's so easy to forget the little things. the small parts of every day that make me smile. being a pessimist at heart, i have to work to focus on the positive, especially when things get rough.
but, i think pregnancy is helping to change my perspective. my focus has most definitely shifted to be more in tune with daily events instead of generally worrying about what may or may not happen in the future. it used to be a lot easier to look over the details of every day. i now find myself noticing the details in everyday life that i used to take for granted, or, at the very least, ignore.
like david's laughter.
my husband has the most intoxicating laugh. seriously. one of the earliest indications that i knew i would fall in love with him? he laughed, OUT LOUD, during an episode of the golden girls (that i made him watch with me).
not too long ago, we were talking about something and i noticed david's laugh again. i found myself thinking, "i certainly hope wells has his father's sense of humor. i wonder if his laugh will sound the same." i'm sure you can only imagine the huge smile that came to my face.
i'm trying to take it day by day. hour by hour. some days, minute by minute. i'm learning to focus on the small things.
like baby flutters. the first kick. the first set of hiccups. the expression on david's face the first time he felt wells move inside of me.
yes, on the tough days, these are the little things that make everything okay.