I was looking through old updates that I did of Anna to send to our far off friends and families, and then started looking through all the itty bitty squishy yummy baby pictures and I'm in full ticking mode for number 2. We of course, have talked about this numerous times over the past year and a half, and have come to the conclusion that right now, just isn't a good time for us. Jamie has a huge project that will take up his evenings and weekends for the next ten months, and there's no way in hell that I will be pregnant while he's only home to sleep. Even the chubby cheeks and coos aren't enough to combat dealing with a 3 yr old while pregnant alone.
So I sit here, and get all gooey looking at sweet cuddly baby pictures, conveniently forgetting not wearing my rings for 6 months bother before and after giving birth, the c section pains, sleepless nights, again before and after. In something like a dream, there's a vague recollection of hating being pregnant, hating gaining weight, going to the bathroom every 10 minutes. But the miracle of feeling movement for the first time, (it wasn't gas I swear), holding her, in my drug induced head, through the pain of the surgery, seeing my perfect baby girl, and over the last 3 years, watching her grow into this amazing little girl.
3 comments:
You'll know when you're ready. It is smart though to remember how hard it is being pregnant and not let your emotions talk you into it before you're ready!
I'm glad I found you here, thanks for visiting my blog. I have an american husband too but we live in Canada. Isn't it amazing how we can go through so much in pregnancy and childbirth and want to do it again! The memory dims that's for sure. That's why they are so cute, so we want to do it again! I've done it three times now, all c-sections!
As the grandma of the squishy baby, I say "BRING IT!!!".
hehe. I'm going to win the lottery and then hire you a nanny.
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