I’ve been writing this post in my head for days now.
I wanted it to be special.
And it is… just not clever or cute or anything as it really should be.
Today the good doctor confirmed that come next March we will have a new son or daughter, and Eli will have a sibling!
In the meantime, at least in the foreseeable future, I will be much less present on this blog and in visiting so many of the wonderful blogs I follow.
It seems I don’t do pregnancy particularly well. Eli’s was a battle the whole way through, and while I was hoping this time around it would be smoother sailing it seems, thus far at least, to be a bit of a repeat of the first. If only morning sickness was limited to morning hours and didn’t include near constant light-headedness!
Poor Eli is having to adjust to a much less available Mama.
My husband is proving that, as I always expected, he is a superhero in disguise.
I am spending my time hugging mattresses, feeling incredibly hormonal (I’m usually not much of a crier but these days even car commercials seem unbearably touching), watching way too much television because I’m too tired to read, trying not to be insanely jealous of those who glow their way through the 9 months of gestation, dreaming of all things baby, and hoping eventually I’ll be able to become reacquainted with my sewing machine to make a few things before this baby comes.
But, really, if feeling this wretched now means we are in for another child as sweet as our first… BRING IT ON!
So, little one, years from now, when you get around to exploring the archives of your Mama’s blog to see what she wrote about you, please know that while getting you here wasn’t easy, it was worth every bit of
torture discomfort and then some. We can’t wait to meet you, but wait we shall for a good long while yet. And while this first post announcing your existence isn’t exactly pin-worthy (will Pinterest still even exist?) it is written full of love and longing.
Grow well, little one!