Which is why I haven’t been posting. I have been writing and re-writing and trying to figure out how to best make the announcement that I sort of made last month, but didn’t REALLY make last month because there is protocol for these sorts of things and posting these announcements on your blog before telling people like, oh, say, your own mother, is generally not best practice.
Wait. Was that coherent?
Let me try that again.
We’re expecting!
There. That was easier than I thought. I get so anxious about making that announcement to people, it really makes me uneasy. I am not sure why. Maybe I don’t like the attention? Maybe I am worried that people won’t be supportive? Won’t care? Will make dumb jokes about us turning into the Duggers? Will know I sleep with my husband? Will think I need another hobby? What? I do not know.
Despite my uneasiness around making The Announcement, we are looking forward to having another baby. I come from a big family and really enjoy having so many wonderful brothers and sisters. I want that for my kids as well. Brothers and sisters rock. Who else can you blame for breaking that vase/ farting/ knocking over the trash can/ digging a hole and burrowing underneath the house and knocking on the floor under your mom as she sits in the easy chair reading the Sunday paper? (Mom, that was Mike).
Who else can you count on to listen to you agonize over teen drama/ job options/ moving/ money/ health concerns/ whatever? Your sibs. That’s who.
I look forward to bringing Jay and Ella to that first OB appointment when we can hear the heartbeat. I look forward to talking with them about their new little brother or sister. I look forward to bringing a new little one home from the hospital and into our family. I look forward to holding a smooshy newborn. I look forward to folding those itty-bitty onsies. I look forward to carting around a minivan of small people. I look forward to being able to have our own basketball team. I look forward to a day in which, when they are all grown up, they still love to hang out together (because some of my favorite people in the whole world are still my brothers and sisters). I look forward to seeing the three of these little guys grow up into whoever they will be and giving them the love and support they need to get there.
Right now, I also look forward to an end to nausea and debilitating fatigue. Week eleven ends on Friday, which means only a couple more weeks of Super Nose (don’t you DARE make toast! Oh my god, the smell from your tea is overpowering! Gah! I hate you!), only a couple more weeks of lead body (oh, I can’t move from the couch to my bed. Why is the bed so far from everything? How much would we have to pay to get a rickshaw in here? I am so tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired… **jerks awake, wipes drool** Right. What was I saying?)
Only a couple more weeks of insanely strong food aversions. (Why did you cook THAT? I hate that. I will DIE before I put that in my mouth.) I eat a lot of crackers and cold cereal. I am kinda getting tired of it. There’s only so much Life cereal one person can take.
In the meantime, I’ll eat my saltines and take my vitamins and think about a day when my grown-up children guffaw as they play Barrel of Monkeys on my chest while I try to nap (Dad, that was Jimmy).
"official" Congratulations to you! How exciting! I hope you start feeling better soon. I never had much sickness with my pregnancy with Laney. My first pregnancy, I had 0 nausea, which I hear, is not really a good thing.
ReplyDeleteTo answer your question on my post:
Baby #2 isn't happening. It will...in time. I want one more so badly, but life isn't allowing it at the moment. And yes, I will most definitely share with all of you (my readers, if there are any left) if/when I ever get pregnant again.
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ReplyDeleteWho will cut the hair of the younger sister and blame it on them? Oh yeah that was you.
ReplyDeleteBy the way congrats again and when you get the mini van and need to get rid of the car, I'll gladly accept the apology for cutting my hair.
OK, now we officially know the answer to: "Can you guess who the pickles are for"?
ReplyDeleteYippee! I told Sofia after you left, and she's insistent that it is a baby sister. I also think girl, which, given my record, means a little boy is on the way! :) I've been notoriously wrong about most pregnancies (way more than 50/50). Anyway, we're so excited for you! AHHHHH!
ReplyDeleteRosie- I don't remember that. Like, at all. And besides, you were supposed to be too young to remember that, too.
ReplyDeleteAnd also, that was payback for the time you "did" my hair by rolling it up so tightly in a hair brush that it got tangled and knotted up and we HAD TO CUT IT OFF.
Kathy- Huh? O.k. lady.. paper or plastic?
ReplyDeleteMissy, stop I can’t breathe! - OK, for the first time, I am actually ROFL, and not to use a turn of phrase but my dog is watching me with concern…
ReplyDeleteReally? Wow, that is big news. I was a little suspicious when you refused to eat anything you asked me to cook for dinner a half hour earlier. -Chris
ReplyDeleteWow, the worst thing Becca and I did was a bunch of "watercolors" using nail polish in a room with closed windows and doors and we couldn't for the life of us figure out why mom was so alarmed when she found us. Sure, we felt a bit dizzy, but we were having fun! Oh, and once I sprayed her in the eye with hairspray during a fight. I hear that really hurts.
ReplyDeleteI am soooo excited for you guys! (Not so much for the minivan -- you have a pretty sweet ride right now). And also excited that when we are all visiting the farm, there will be two babies at just about exactly the same age! When is your first ultrasound?
You are a funny people !!! Congrats.
ReplyDeleteNeed update on your first child Tabasco
-MT