For those of you that don't know yet...Kyle and I recently found out we are expecting! We are both a wonderful combination of thrilled and scared to death. It's funny how you can think you are so prepared for this and way beyond ready and then when it actually happens to you you think to yourself (or say aloud to your mate), "What have we done?!?! There is no undoing this and now the clock is ticking. CRAP!"
I say that only half joking. I have always loved kids. As far back as I can remember. As a matter of fact some of my first memories were staying the night at my Aunt Chrissy and Uncle Jeff's house and helping with my cousins when they were babies. Back then (not so sure about now) my aunt would love to stay up all hours of the night and sleep in until the afternoon. I would play with Jeremy, and later Jimmy, until she was up and then we'd go running errands. I was her little helper. I was only 9 years old when Jeremy was born, 10 with Jimmy. I just loved helping take care of the baby!
I later got my Associate Degree in Early Childhood Development and worked for years in daycare, even as the Director at one of them. Then there were my "nannying" years. Four different families aging from newborn to 6 years. I loved this time in my life! I got to get my baby fix and still sleep in my own bed through the night without the woos of middle of the night feedings, nightmares, sickness and the like.
Here's the deal...I knew how good I had it! I knew I had the best end of it. I'm not sure what possessed me to want more. Maybe it's the four years of being a grade school teacher as opposed to being with the babies. Maybe it's the lack of babies around me at this point in my life. Maybe it's my biological clock, or Kyle's. Whatever it was, we are now pregnant and I have the other end of the spectrum to think about. It's scary business. AND (speaking of business)...I won't be getting paid for this. No...on the contrary, I will be paying big bucks instead of making them.
Ah, but the reward it going to be so great. When I start to get a little worried about those things I think about the wonderful things a baby will bring. I adore the sweet smell of a baby, how they look at you, depend on you, the unconditional love you feel for them, the willingness to give your life for them. We are ready for this and look forward to the journey ahead of us.
I can say that because so far it has only required one thing of me. I willingly obliged because it is one of my favorite things in the world and I know it will soon be a thing of the past. This wonderful thing...sleep. Ah sleep. Our little bundle is sucking all my energy from me. I can honestly say that I have never slept this much in my life. Easily 10 hours a day. I say day because that includes the 15 minutes here and there that I pass out in addition to my 8-9 hours a night.
So far, no morning sickness. I am being ever so grateful to the Good Lord in heaven for this. I have read that this blessing could be taken awake over night so I am enjoying my regular eating habits for the time being, well maybe smaller portions more often; like every two to three hours. On that note...I need a snack.
I'll do my best to keep you posted on the exciting adventure we call life.