Well, this weekend was "The Weekend". Jeff and I tried to conceive several times this weekend, I will spare you all of the gory details.
We have two children (almost said beautiful and wonderful before the word children) Jac age 4 and Mia age 3. I am 35 years old and a few months and we decided that we weren't done. Or more accurately I decided pretty soon after Mia was born that I wanted one more. I just knew we had to wait awhile or we would need serious drugs. Life is crazy when you have kids 16 months apart. Not quite Irish twins, but they sure felt like it at times.
Things have gotten more manageable. Everyone is out of the terrible twos and everyone is out of diapers. Not that we don't have our moments, it is just the time of "all hands on deck" seems to have dissapated a bit.
So we are taking the plunge again.
I am terrified of being pregnant again. I am not a good pregnant person. I am also terrified of having an infant again, I am not good sleep deprived person. I do believe that I may be the worst pregnant person and the worst sleep deprived person, because maybe I am a bit egocentric. I do realize that women have been doing this since the dawn of man. I do realize that other people out there have it worse and get less sleep and less free time than I do. But I must admit at times I can be pretty selfish and just think about myself.
This is to help document the pregnancy, birth and infancy of Baby C. The baby that was hopefully conceived this weekend. I know that Mia received distinctly less attention during the whole process as I had Jac to take care of. I want to remember my last pregnancy and birth and reflect on the differences between it and the prior two. Hopefully, this will help me retain all of those memories while creating new ones.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
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