If history repeats itself, I should have a baby tonight. Jacob and Adam were both born on Sunday mornings after having gone into labor on a Saturday night. This is my last weekend as a mother of two so this is our last chance. I wouldn't be against it, the labor ward is empty on Sundays, but I don't feel anything and I haven't dropped yet, so I think three is staying put. But just in case I don't have the opportunity again, here are my thoughts on the past nine months.....
Honestly, I still can't believe we are having a third baby. It just seems weird still. There was a time, eight years ago, when we thought we wouldn't have one baby let alone three. My first two pregnancies were hard. There was the every other day blood testing, hormone supplementations, and the biweekly miscarriage scares and dead baby checks. I didn't have any of that this time. My doctor says my body must have finally just "got it". Gee, would have been nice if it could have gotten it the first time, but I digress. Anyway, aside from the twenty weeks of morning sickness, this pregnancy has been absolutely uneventful. No emergency room visits, no preterm labor, nothing. You know, I have only been to my doctor's office for scheduled appointments, no "something's wrong" fit ins this time. It almost makes me want to have another just because now I know THIS is what it's supposed to be like and it's really not that bad...but not too much.
I still feel unsure about adding another baby to the family. I just don't feel like a mom to three, two fits me like a glove, but we'll manage. I do feel blessed to have been given this opportunity to have an easy pregnancy and a surprise baby, it's like a gift, really....a nine month long gift, but a gift nonetheless. In less than a week (or tomorrow) I will find out who we have been waiting for all this time, our little surprise who just had to come live with us..... poor thing, doesn't know what it's in for.
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