First and foremost, THANK YOU. Each and every one of you. Thank you to family who kept our secret for a few exhilarating days. Thank you to friends who called and shrieked in my ear. Thank you to every person who commented, wrote an e-mail, or posted a Facebook message. Donald and I heard and read every word and the outpouring of love and excitement for our little family has been extraordinary. To say that we have been blown away is a bit of an understatement.
Thank you. My husband and I are both over the moon. I found out two days before my birthday. It was the best happy birthday to me I could have asked for. Now we’re just sitting pretty with our fingers crossed. Given my history of miscarriage, we originally intended to wait until the end of the first trimester to tell people. I have a good feeling about this pregnancy, though, so I broke the rule. Even so, our fingers are crossed and our breath is held. I have never wanted five weeks to fly by more desperately than I do right now.
As for Charlotte? Well. Charlotte loves to tell people her news (BIG SISTER) and she loves to kiss my belly (SCHATZI’S BABY), but generally has no idea what all the fuss is about, and hey, WHO LET HER RUN OUT OF CARROT STICKS? WHAT SORT OF CRUEL WORLD IS THIS ANYWAY?
A carrot-powered cutie-pie.
Secondly, I would like to take this opportunity to thank two other bloggers who recently published guest posts I wrote for them: Lauren from With Two Cats and Danelle from Peaceful Parenting (Dr. Momma). Those links will lead directly to each post. Thanks to both of you!
And thirdly, several people have sent e-mails over the past two days to request specific pregnancy-related posts. These have really run the gamut. What will I be eating during pregnancy? Do I plan to continue babywearing, co-sleeping, and breastfeeding through pregnancy – and if so, how? What are my birth plans? How do I feel about natural birth? How does pregnancy affect my marriage and my sex life? When am I due? Do we have names picked out? Are we hoping for a boy or a girl? How am I feeling? Will we be finding out the sex of the baby this time? Because FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, we drove you crazy last time being old-fashioned coots!
Of course there are longer posts to be shared, but for those who are eager to know, here are the short version of my answers: food, yes, by sheer will, ideally we would love to pursue a midwife-assisted (and doctor-coordinated) birth at a birth center but right now we’re still learning what we can about our insurance coverage, very positive, in too many ways to count, the last week of March, yes but if I told you what they were I’d have to kill you (true story), mostly just interested in a human, very queasy, and sadly not. We old-fashioned coots are stuck in our stubborn ways.
This is a bit of a boring post, isn’t it? I’ll write more later, I promise. But right now it is 4am and I feel like pumpkin seeds and a glass of ice water. Pregnant women are so weird.
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