I had been trying to get pregnant for nearly a year. With my son, it happened fast, the second or third month we tried, and so when it took longer, I started to worry. I bought a pack of ovulation strips that I peed on every morning. I had sex with my husband during every fertile window, even if I wasn’t in the mood (and who is, when they have a toddler?). I saw my OB, who prescribed progesterone. And when this pregnancy test came back positive, I told my husband, “Hey. I’m pregnant.” He first sighed, then joked. “Do you really think we should keep it?”
I think you’re wonderful. All that you said, I relate to. I know everyone is different, and your experience may of course be different. But for what it’s worth: the first one was the hardest for me (I now have 3). Total identity crisis, world turned upside down, shaken around, dumped out. Every relationship adjusted, every part of life changed. The second one…yes it’s the same polar plunge, but you’ve been there before. It’s familiar territory, even if you do forget some until you’re back again. You recognize it, you’ve navigated it before, and you know you’ll survive…those things made a huge difference for me the second and third times around. I wish you all good things, and I’ll be thinking of you and sending love as you add another adventure to your family ❤️
Loving the New Years Day plunge metaphor! It's refreshing to read honest takes on motherhood. My mother had six children, by the time she was 28! I, however, had no bio children. (I was a maternity nurse- I knew better!) That being said, I think you're going to be fine because you & your hubs are going into this with a realistic viewpoint.
I think you’re wonderful. All that you said, I relate to. I know everyone is different, and your experience may of course be different. But for what it’s worth: the first one was the hardest for me (I now have 3). Total identity crisis, world turned upside down, shaken around, dumped out. Every relationship adjusted, every part of life changed. The second one…yes it’s the same polar plunge, but you’ve been there before. It’s familiar territory, even if you do forget some until you’re back again. You recognize it, you’ve navigated it before, and you know you’ll survive…those things made a huge difference for me the second and third times around. I wish you all good things, and I’ll be thinking of you and sending love as you add another adventure to your family ❤️
Thank you for the joy you give me reading your posts! So ... how's the book coming?
Loving the New Years Day plunge metaphor! It's refreshing to read honest takes on motherhood. My mother had six children, by the time she was 28! I, however, had no bio children. (I was a maternity nurse- I knew better!) That being said, I think you're going to be fine because you & your hubs are going into this with a realistic viewpoint.