After expect the “ baby ” that wasmy bookall of last twelvemonth and the ensuingbook tourthis year … I ’m thrilled to say another babe is on the elbow room . A token from the book tour , as I like to jest . I ’m pregnant ! Orwe’repregnant , I opine is the right term , but I ’m the one putting on the Sudanese pound over here .
There are so many thoughts going through my judgement right now as I ’m abdomen - deeply in my second trimester … though maybe not the same intellection that other soon - to - be moms might have .
I daydream about the baby ’s first undulation on a surfboard and smiling at the thought of piffling washup suit hang on the line . I revel in the hope of diminutive hands reaching in my chalk bag and happy squeal coming down the rapids in a raft .
I wonder whether I ’ll still be able to stiffen my snowboard boots next calendar month without my hubby ’s help , what kind of diapers to play on our first multi - daylight backpack , and how we ’re going to handle a brand - young sister and two senior pug-dog on our route trips next summer .
On all other front , I ’ve been experience surprisingly unagitated . admonition ( I mean , parenting advice ) have been steady stream our way from well - meaning friends , but we ’re finding we ’re of that “ everything will diminish in place ” mindset .
Will and I are emotionally ready for a sister , and though we have plenty of thing to figure out for our hereafter , we ’re feel good about begin a familywithouthaving everything in order first . We ’ll get there . We ’ll have it away when it ’s meter to move , buy a house , evolve our careers . We ’ll do our effective as parent and as better half , stay true to who we are , and let our instincts take us through this wild and terrific turn in biography .
We just can not hold off to meet this piffling foreigner that ’s been growing inside me for the past five month , and every daytime I ’m even more stunned at what the female consistence is subject of .
Aside from a few week of fatigue betimes in the summer , the pregnancy has been smooth sailing thus far and I ’m crossing my fingers it go forward to be uneventful through the wintertime . At the second I have no humor swings , no weird cravings , there are days I even forget I ’m significant .
I ’m not just nesting yet , but I spent a good part of summer poring over G of Amazon review , putting together our babe register and mentally prepping for a third human being at home . It was all the energy I could summon from the couch in my first trimester while Will single - handedly adjudge down the homefront . Father of the yr already , and I could n’t be more thankful to have him as my practiced half .
The gibbosity is starting to transition from that unsure phase of citizenry wondering,“Did she feed too many donuts?”to , finally,“When is the baby due ? ”
And that leave behind us beaming with pride and fired up for March when we welcome our first ( non - furred , non - plumy ) child ! Possibly a Pisces , which my Pisces friend assured me is go to be awing . They ’re dreamers and romantic , she tell .
We ’ve nicknamed it Sprout ( sexuality to be give away at our sister shower in January ! ) and already Sprout is proving to be quite the small kickboxer . I ’m not sure if this is a star sign of thing to come — and whether or not I should be afraid ! — but I ’m get it on all of baby ’s apparent motion and just this workweek , Will was ultimately able to feel them from the outside ! ( Though he did double - see if what he felt could have been natural gas … ha . )
We have so many thing to be thankful for this vacation , and Sprout is the icing on the cake . We are so , so stoked for all the new dangerous undertaking ( and even challenge ) forwards !
Happy Thanksgiving , friend . Thank you for being a part of the journey with us .
