well it has been quite awhile since I have written for the blog. In fact, it has been quite awhile since I have written more than just a To Do List. But we have been plenty busy with Colorado adventures and holidays and everyday miracles of raising an almost 3 year old.
Actually, raising a 3 year old has been the toughest thing to do in these last few months…especially since I am growing another human inside me right now…
…yes… WE ARE HAVING ANOTHER BABY!
The Moore family will be getting bigger this summer as we add a baby boy to our family. We feel so blessed especially because I questioned my ability to get pregnant this past year. Here are a few reasons why:
- I was 36 when I had our daughter, and I was 38 when we started trying for #2. I am now 39 (and loving it by the way).
- It was so easy with our first, and after 4 months trying for #4 I was getting nervous
- After talking at length with a close friend who is an OB nurse, I realized I was calculating my cycle wrong! Day one of your cycle is the FIRST DAY OF YOUR PERIOD… I actually never knew that
- I found out that both my thyroid and my progesterone were not optimal for fertility (get blood tests done through your primary care physician or ob if you are having trouble conceiving).
- Through a family member, I discovered that I had the potential for a blood clotting disease that causes strokes and miscarriages. Fortunately that was ruled out by further blood testing.
- Through the course of these 6 months, our daughter was not sleeping through the night in her Big Girl bed…therefore no one in our house got a full night’s sleep in 180 days! It was torture because she had been a fantastic sleeper at 5 weeks old. Patience and persistence with a going back to bed routine were the only thing that paid off and she just grew out of it eventually. But it was torture in the meantime!
Needless to say that the stress of all of the above made the “trying” not as jovial as I would have liked, but God had his timing and here we are 6 months later.
Hollis- I think it has taken all of these last 25 weeks for the shock of having a boy to wear off. We have so many girls in our family that I just thought it genetically impossible for a boy to come out of my womb. With this thinking, I saved EVERYTHING of my daughters. So, for the last few months I have been purging lots of girly pink things, while saving two plastic tubs of the classics and favorites that I plan to pass along.
Now that it has been out with the old, I have made room for the new – both stuff and thinking. With just one daughter, I have the opportunity to pour all of my feminine energy into her. She and I are so close even at this young age that another girl might disrupt that feminine bond – at least that is what I am telling myself. My thought is that I will not have to worry about buying two of every pink toy to be fair, or taking both on a manicure date. I am not gender specific with activities or toys, but there are differences in preferences between boys and girls, and I am excited about reserving and preserving all of that girlie-ness with my little buddy.
As I observe my friends with boys, I am a bit anxious about being the mom of a potentially wild little boy. Their energy is so different and frantic and tornado-like at times that is is exhausting just to watch them from a far at a 2 hour play-date. But then there are other little boys who my daughter plays with who are gentle and reserved – and she is the dominant play-mate. In fact, my husband was a mellow child who liked to play by himself, was reading before kindergarten, never cried, never fussed…heck, according to my MIL he never even wet a diaper So maybe our little boy will inherit his demeanor. And then a friend of mine made a great point, If I do have an energetic little boy, at least I will lose the baby weight faster running after him!
So 6 months into this second pregnancy, I am happy that I will have the experience of raising both a both a girl and a boy. Isn’t that the American Dream, anyway? To have one boy and one girl. I think God’s plan for me in this regard is perfect – my mantra has always been to try (almost) everything once – and now I will get that experience with parenting too.
Ryan – my husband was actually more shocked than I was that we were having a boy. When you grow up without a father, there can be a lot of anxiety surrounding being a dad to a boy. But he is confident that the “first experiment” with out daughter went well, and that he has data to rely on moving forward (he is such an analyst). He, too, has a special relationship with our daughter and he feels the same way about preserving the daddy/daughter bond and not having to share himself in the same way with our little boy. Plus, he reminds me that we were certain our daughter was going to be a boy and we were totally prepared for that (we did not find out her sex).
Phoebe – after watching two of her little besties become older siblings in the last year, she is super excited! It was a great learning experience watching my friend’s tummies grow, and discussing how the babies are made (yes, at 2 years old she was asking very specific questions that I answered directly on a need-to-know-basis) and even what part of the body they come out. In fact, after one of those discussions, she proclaimed she wanted to be a penis and a sperm doctor – LOL!
As a preschooler it is hard to understand patience, and waiting for a new member of the family is no exception. Explaining that winter and all the snow had to be gone, then the flowers and trees had to bloom, and then we had to swim in the pool in the hot summer seems to have helped her understand that the baby will not be here for awhile. Now that spring has appeared and we are starting swim lessons indoors at the rec center, I have had to remind her that the sun and the air have to be really hot for baby to come out – he’s not done growing yet.
In the meantime, she has been a great big sister already. We talk about what we can do to make the baby feel better when he cries; how she can help with diapers and teaching him to play with toys; what little things are not safe to be around him. She even sings to him and has conversations with him – and she includes him in all our future plans as a family, even when I forget to mention him Hopefully the enthusiasm continues once he is actually here; and I will be realistic with my expectations of her.
So there it is…the pleasant reason for the delay in communication. I am one of those blessed women who has really easy and symptom-less pregnancies. Although I have been feeling great, there just has been no inspiration to write. I have been in a transitional period (obviously), where I have been evaluating my commitments and responsibilities based on a lot of bible study and growing within a sacred fellowship of my Christian sisters.
I am happy to say that I have been encouraged both directly and indirectly to continue to share myself, to be vulnerable, to tell my stories, to be authentic. My hope is that my blog will continue to inspire others to get Moore From Life – even if they do not add more children!Add Comment