Big Deal – New Baby for Us!

Posted on by
Reply

No, this isn’t the blog post discussing whether or not it’s time to add to our family of three. That (nonexistant) post would have been about seven weeks after Tabby was born. And then again after our first miscarriage; and then again after our second miscarriage (which I didn’t write because, really, who wants to read about that experience again?); and then again two days before we found out I was pregnant and Brett and I literally said: “It’s OK it didn’t happen this month. It would probably be better to wait another year.” Ha!

NOPE! WE ARE PREGNANT! And not just, hey, I’m announcing my pregnancy because it’s finally at the appropriate time where the chance of miscarriage is greatly diminished … I am SO HAPPY to say I am 18 WEEKS PREGNANT!

And not just that … We are about to find out if this growing little baby is a boy or a girl! I can hardly believe this has come around so quickly … It seems like with Tabitha, I didn’t care at all … Wasn’t really tempted to find out. But with this one – I.Just.Can’t.Wait. Almost like I’ll feel more connected with the baby once I know. I think it’ll help Tabitha see the new baby as a real thing, too. (She says she wants a baby sister …)

So … Here’s a run-down of all the details from the first 18 weeks of pregnancy: I was exhausted; I became the world’s laziest mom/homekeeper/wife; I lost 5 pounds; I didn’t want to eat anything. At 12 weeks on the dot, things started looking up. I got some energy back, we stopped watching Tangled every night and our house got vacuumed. Now, I’ve finally come out of a I-want-pizza-forever phase and am feeling better and better.

I can feel the baby kick – sidenote: I’ve missed that feeling so, so much – and Brett has even felt it once. Still holding out for Tabby to feel it … Every time I tell her the baby is kicking, she says, “No no, baby! Timeout!”

So – that’s that. We are due September 20, but I’m having an elective C-section on September 13. Apparently it’s SOP to do scheduled C-sections at 39 weeks. The reason for this decision – which was hard and I still struggle with – was due to the long-term back pain I’ve had since Tabitha’s delivery. Because I strained so many musclestrying to deliver Tabitha, my back has just never been the same. Just today, it went into spasms after carrying groceries in – AND I HAVE A FOUR-BAG RULE! I decided that the risk of being in horrible back pain for weeks after the arrival of our second baby, while trying to be a good mom to Tabitha too, wasn’t worth trying for a VBAC. I (thankfully) recovered from the first C-section very easily and quickly – we even checked out of the hospital after only two nights – and I’m confident my doctors will once again do a great job.

So … That’s it! We are beyond excited … Excited to give Tabitha a new sibling – to grow our family – to soak up even more love, if that’s even possible – and to remember all the downsides of newborns. I have a vague memory of fighting over who washes bottles …? Or was that just a dream …