It’s true. People really like babies. Nothing like announcing a pregnancy to make people come out of the woodwork and comment.
But truly, thank you. What an outpouring of love we have received. We are blessed.
Since announcing our third pregnancy we have been embraced in love by our wonderful family and friends (that would include you!) who are just as excited as we are about this baby. As with all pregnancies, there are always questions. I thought it best to answer many of the common inquiries here.
I’m pretty sure my responses will “give away” the questions, so rather than duplicating myself, here are the answers:
Yup, it was planned (we’ve even tossed around the idea of four!) Though I’ll admit even we were surprised at how quickly it happened. What can I say, we all have our gifts. Mine just involves getting pregnant.
Late September. Henry will be 4 1/2 and Charlie will be 2. We will have just celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary. (No, that wasn’t one of the questions, but I thought I would throw it out there for fun!)
Nope, we don’t think it’s too early to be telling people. From the moment I took my first pregnancy test (and the four others that followed) I’ve considered myself pregnant. With my third baby. I can’t claim to know what the future holds for this little one, but I do know that this baby has been loved from the beginning.
Not one bit. Honestly. I’m not worried about any birth defects, Down syndrome or any other major health issues. My “odds” are no different than any other 29 year-old mom having a baby. (Update: I do want to note that the odds and statistics vary based on the source. Some genetic counselors would put my “odds” around 1 in 500 or 1 in 600. Yet some genetic counselors stand by the 1 in 100 statistic no matter if the case of Down syndrome in the family is the very rare translocation trisomy 21 (which is genetic – either mom or dad is the carrier), or the more common nondisjunction trisomy 21 (which Charlie has.) This is my baby – no matter what. I’m not worried. I’ve truly been at peace from the beginning of this pregnancy, and know that’s not my own doing.
We won’t do anything different with this pregnancy. I never had any prenatal testing (blood testing or amnio, etc.) with my other two pregnancies. We’ll just do what we have done in the past and rely on the 20-week ultrasound to tell us if there are any major things we need to be prepared for. I’m actually looking forward to as few ultrasounds as possible. After having had seven during Charlie’s pregnancy, I can say in all honestly that they are way overrated. Nothing like visiting a dark room every few weeks just to lie there as they look just one more time for “something wrong” with your baby.
Though I would like one – an ultrasound that is – off the bat (is that considered “eating my own words?”) The reoccurring dream that I’m carrying twin girls has become a bit too real. I’d just like a little confirmation as to how many babies will be joining our family. That, and I’d like some justification as to why my pants are already feeling tight.
While everyone seems to be openly rooting for a girl, I honestly don’t care. Truly. Alex is definitely thinking pink. I’m thinking a surprise might be fun this time around. We’ll have to arm-wrestle.
Pretty good overall. While I do feel nauseous a good majority of the time, I’m blessed to not actually get sick (except for this morning, but I’m considering it a fluke.) But most of all I’m exhausted. Which would explain the lack of phone calls I’ve made recently or the lack of blog entries. A funny thing happens when you are pregnant with your third baby. There is no time to daydream like you did with the first, or nap like you did with the second. With the third, you’re already so darn busy you often forget your’re pregnant – that is until the end of the day when your pants no longer button. And then you remember.