By this point, Ian and I have managed to tell many people our news, but if this is the first you’ve seen or heard of it, we apologize:
We’re expecting a baby in February of 2007! My pregnancy is proceeding well and I’m feeling pretty good now. We’re at 15 weeks tomorrow, which is out of the first trimester and into the second. I’m happy about this because it’s during the first trimester that things are most likely going to go awry, if they’re going to go awry at all. I feel a little relief to be past the “danger zone.” So far, everything is going great.
I’m apparently well-made for pregnancy because I didn’t get sick with Lucas and I didn’t get sick this time either. I was extra sleepy and tired earlier this summer, but never really nauseous, and I never barfed. (Some women are sick for 9 months straight.) I had to eat on a pretty regular basis in order to avoid getting that wobbly, I’d-better-sit-down-for-a-while, low blood-sugar feeling. But that was pretty much it. A worse complexion than usual is my only real complaint … Oh, and forgetfulness.
Last week, for example, I was supposed to have my second OB appointment, but I forgot about it and worked right through the appointment time. I’m to go in this Tuesday, so somebody remind me, please.
In July we had our first appointment and heard our baby’s heartbeat for the first time. It took a while for my midwife, Ruth, to find the heartbeat with her doppler thingy. I guess baby was hiding–where, I don’t know. Anyway, that fast, little whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh was a lovely sound and it made me really excited.
About 95% of the time I’m really happy that we’re having another baby. About 5% of the time I’m freaked out and scared about how this might send my life into a tailspin again. Although Lucas’s daily antics are sometimes trying, things are generally a million times easier than they were when he was small. One voice in my head is insistently asking me, “What in the hell are you thinking?!?”
Nevertheless, we’re well advanced down the path. There’s no turning back and I don’t really want to. I’m not usually one to run away when life gets scary. So, I tell myself everyday how I have loads more skills and knowledge now than I did when Lucas was an infant, I have an established business now (not a fledgling one), and I have tons of family and community support now just like last time. And then there’s my darling husband, who is the best daddy in the world! I’m sure things will be plenty challenging, but so what? (See, today, I’m optimistic.) And the money worries that currently plague me will all work themselves out, right?
We have been asked over and over if we plan to find out the gender of this baby. (With Lucas, we didn’t know he was a boy until he was born.) I think perhaps this time we will find out. It’s too early to know right now. Perhaps sometime in September. Anyway, I have a literal MOUNTAIN of boy clothes in my garage. It would be nice to know if I can give them to someone else’s deserving child, or if I should be washing them in January to make them ready to wear again.
As to the second pregnancy being more laid-back and relaxed than the first? Well, so far that’s pretty true. I’m not reading my pregnancy books every day. In fact, I’m hardly consulting them at all. Frankly, I’m too busy to obsess about it. The time is passing.
If you’ve read this far, the only other thing you should know is that we have not yet told Lucas about this baby. We hope to keep it from him for another month, until after Burning Man and after he starts Kindergarten. The events of the end of this month and beginning of next are going to be plenty stressful (living in the desert, a weekend without mom & dad, and starting a new school) without potentially experiencing feelings of jealousy or worry to boot. Plus 40 weeks is a hell of a long time to wait–even more so if you’re only 4-years-old. If we can tell him next month at 19 weeks, he’ll have only half the pregnancy to wait for his baby brother or sister to come along. As soon as he knows, I expect he’ll ask me if it’s time yet every day.
Or maybe he already knows. Lucas has been kissing my belly a lot lately.
So, that’s the news. We’d like to send a big thank you to all of you who have already expressed congratulations and joy for us. Thank you for doing so in a quiet way so as not to alert Lucas prematurely. Thank you for the good wishes and prayers. We are grateful to have such a loving community of friends.
Here we go again …