Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Some Early News

We just got back from a trip to OH. They are always fraught with drama, annoyance and hours upon hours of driving past cornfields. But that is a post for another day.

This trip was all about spreading some news. And now that we are out of the proverbial closet with our close friends and family, I feel free to share my news with the world. If you have not guessed yet... We are pregnant. Yes. Pregnant. Again. Our baby is 10 months old. And we are pregnant. Again. For those counting, this is the second time my womb has been occupied this year.

How do we feel? Terrified. Excited. Amazed. Overwhelmed. The kids will be 18 months apart (g-d willing) and the idea of this is both thrilling in terms of the relationship they will have with one another and terrifying in terms of my questions as a mother. Will I ever sleep again? Will I ever have a moment to write? Work out? Read a book?

The first question we are asked each time we share our news has been the same no matter who we tell, from my midwife to my 86-year-old grandmother: was this planned? And the answer? Yes. And no. We had talked about it. We were getting to a point where we felt we would start to try and we decided to be careless. Once. Just to test the water. Turns out? Testing the water when dealing with pregnancy means actual human beings get made. But, as with everything else in our lives (Samara, moving in together, getting married) it all happened just a few months faster than it would have otherwise. Besides, as R keeps reminding me, when is the right time to have a second? Would I ever feel ready to share my body again? Get fat? Push a tiny human out of my groin? I doubt it. So, I guess next Aug. 2 is as good a time as any.

So, mty blog is My Wombinations again. Be prepared for them. They will be plentiful. Please enjoy as a lament each pound gained and each anticipated sleepless night. See this time I know what to expect. I know just how sick I will be (very). I know just how plump I will grow (very) and just how much sleep I will lose (all of it).

In the infamous words of Joan Crawford: this ain't my first time at the rodeo.

2 comments:

Editorgirl said...

Now I can officially congrat you on your blog! Wanted to wait until you posted about it. Very exciting! I'm so happy for you guys!

Kristi said...

I second Liz's congrats!