Woznation

So this is awkward…. I’ve seriously had so many other things on my mind that I’ve wanted to post, that ‘Having baby#3’ has been pretty low on the list.  And now here I am, 7 months pregnant, and just getting around to mentioning it on here.  Its a boy 🙂 And we’re really looking forward to his arrival.

This pregnancy has been rough.  We decided on baby #3 right as we decided phil would start looking for jobs in the midwest, and they both happened simultaneously (which we are very very grateful for!)  But it made things challenging.  My first trimester, I survived on bagels and ginger ale, and clenched my teeth to not vomit most of the day,  all while Phil was making multiple interview trips.  Then came the actual move — maybe it was the stress of moving, or stress of leaving my job to stay at home, or the physical issues of moving, or the living in btown away from phil for a month, or the lack of sleep, or all the logistics of getting set up in a new place, or the million of other issues that we have dealt with in the last 7 months — but my body can feel it.

While pregnant with Wil, I remember being  impressed that a body could be so awesome. Then with Evie, I could appreciate pregnancy so much more since I finally understood what was on the other side.  But with this one, Its not quite as magical. There is nothing really beautiful or glamorous about this pregnancy.  My body hurts. Its tired. I’m just hanging on until its over.  (With my first pregnancy, they were also telling me to eat more milkshakes because I wasnt really gaining weight. Lets just say with this one, they are not pushing the milkshakes.) I’m hoping as things wind down these last few months, I’ll be able to reflect and appreciate this pregnancy a bit more, especially since it will be my last one.  But truly, I just want him to be here.

A lot of people think we’re crazy taking on this much in one year.  More than a handful of people have asked if this baby was planned, haha.  (Answer: Yes).  But we figured we’d rather deal with all the riff-raff of moving and pregnancy this year — then feel settled and complete with our family in the years ahead.  Plus we wanted the kids to be close in age and we are totally in the ‘diapers and carseats’ mode right now — why string it out? I think it would be harder to go back to the infant years after the other kids were older and more independent.

So there you have it.  Only two more months until his arrival!  Now if only we had a name for him…