You may or may not remember the post I wrote a while back about my itch to have another baby (“Time For Another Baby???”). At that time, I was mosquito-bite itchy and my husband was not—in any way, shape, or form 😜. Well, fast forward a few months, and we both started to realize that it was probably about time to give it another go, since Micah was 18 months, and would be 2 years-old by the time the second baby came. We decided we would start trying in the year 2019, maybe somewhere around the months of June or July. Then life happened 😂.
In March of this year, we were gifted with an opportunity to go to an awesome marriage retreat called “A Weekend to Remember.” (If you’re looking for the chance to invest in your marriage, I’d highly recommend it. They have events all around the country, and likely in a city near you.) Well, let’s just say, it certainly lived up to its name. It was indeed a weekend to remember. It’s funny what a little rekindling of the flame can do 😜. Needless to say, shortly after, I found out I was pregnant.
Compared to my last pregnancy, I would say this one has been pretty similar. For those who read my blog post “Big Belly, Big House pt. 2”, you know that when I was pregnant with Micah, I had tons of nausea, lasting well into the second trimester. This time around, I’m more adept at handling it, but it still seems to be unending. I’m halfway through my second trimester and still needing to take anti-nausea medication. I’m holding onto hope, though, that it’ll be over soon.
The biggest difference between the two pregnancies, however, is that we’re having a girl this time around!
For some reason, I was suspicious early on in the pregnancy that it might be a girl, and our entire family thought the same. Turns out they were right. When we had the ultrasound to find out the gender, my husband, who was deep down casting his vote for a boy, had pretty much the same reaction he had when he found out we were pregnant again. See picture below 😂.
Although things will obviously be different in many respects because we’re having a girl, I imagine many things will also be the same. That doesn’t change the fact, however, that I am freaking out just a little bit inside. For mamas with a boy and a girl, any advice? For mamas with two kiddos in general, any thoughts on managing the daily craziness?
It’s a new chapter, and we’re so excited to see what’s in store!