Making a Person
|January 10, 2013||Filled under babies, birth control, family, husbands, Life, love, marriage, motherhood, parenting, pregnancy, stay at home mom, Uncategorized|
There have been many people that have witnessed me saying that there’s no way I would ever ever ever have a baby again. There’s also been blogs about how I feel like I can’t because Silas took up so much of our lives and that I was scared we would make someone else with autism.
Well…time passed. A lot of time.
In 2011 we got pregnant while I was actually using an IUD. 99.9% effective…my ass. I was so surprised about how happy I was when I found out and how devastated I was when I quickly lost the pregnancy. We talked about maybe having another but more time passed us by and we thought “heck no”…even though I know both of us had something inside of us that wanted another.
Well. This summer we had a “scare”. I was flipping out and my husband seemed oddly calm. He actually spontaneously confessed to me that he’s been wanting another baby. At first I thought he was bananas but as I got to thinking about it, I realized how much I had been wanting one as well. The scare was just a scare but we actually went along trying to get pregnant. With us getting pregnant with Silas while being careful and pregnant with Isaac the ONLY time we EVER weren’t careful and then getting pregnant on a 99.9% effective device – we thought we would be pregnant in no time…well it took a while. It also took a miscarriage but the time is finally here where we can shout from the rooftops “WE’RE HAVING A BABY!!”.
I feel so at peace. It’s odd because when I was pregnant in the fall, I really did NOT feel peace about it. I guess that’s because it wasn’t meant to be. I’m very excited to love someone new and to have a new set of thighs to chew on. It’s fun to bring my boys through this process (Silas keeps track of everything) and we’re just so happy!! Happiness combined with extreme fatigue and the taste of bile in the morning.
Here’s the blob. Due aug 14th (so much for a spring baby).