For starters, I cannot believe I am even typing this out now. This post was started from a hospital bed and finished up from my own, not the way I saw this post being created at all. I have been meaning to type this up and publish it for months now. However, that did not happen.
This is a good post, I promise. Back in March we decided that we wanted to start trying for our second baby soon. It was an odd and exciting time in our life. My husband was finally having his dream come true when we purchased a 2017 Kawasaki Ninja, financially things were going amazing (he graduated last year! yay!), Baby Girl was perfect (still is), and the timing and the spacing just felt perfect to us. What I always thought was that it took longer for you to conceive your second child, so I wasn’t expecting things to move so quickly. Before the end of March, we had our positive test!
I was actually babysitting my sister’s three oldest kids while she had her baby when I found out. It is funny how things like that work out. I always wanted our kids to be closest together, but her oldest are all 10+ years old. Now we have kiddos that are nine months apart.
The first trimester we planned to keep it to ourselves, due to the fear of loss and other issues that can occur in the first trimester. We did the same thing with our first baby. The second trimester we planned to announce, but there were people that I wanted to tell – but could not for one reason or the other. So I opted not to announce until I could tell those select individuals. The further along I got, the more I realized how peaceful things were this time around.
That does sound a little odd, I get it. As someone who has social anxiety though, attention isn’t something I really enjoy or thrive in. With my first I received a lot of unwanted advice, people touching me (shutter), opinions on her name, and more. This time I was free to enjoy my first baby, my growing belly and my precious little family. We picked out a name on our own, we grew and we just never told anyone (and I guess anyone who seen me just thought i was getting fatter I guess. xD).
We planned on taking him out for a big debut this holiday season. The best gift ever. But all four of us ended up with an upper respiratory infection. We still haven’t shown him off – and no one has bother to come see my daughter or call to check up on her so hardly anyone knows still. So, if you know me personally – still keep this to yourself. 🙂 I don’t share this blog with my family and closest friends anyways.
Welcome to the world Baby Boy!