I’m Having A Baby This Week, Y’all!

I’m having a baby this week, y’all!

So here’s some random ramblings of the last nine months and the last few weeks. I haven’t talked a lot about this pregnancy and a friend the other day asked why I’ve been so secretive this go-around. With Lincoln, I posted baby bump pictures all along the way {bare belly and all}, photos of his nursery, talked about my pregnancy, shared his name with my entire network {some I know VERY well and like many, some I haven’t seen/spoken to in a decade}, etc. With bambino #2, I didn’t want to tell anyone we were expecting until at least 12 weeks. Well, that stretched into 17 weeks and we finally announced that we were pregnant with #2 and that “it” was a boy!

Strangely enough, I didn’t have this burning desire to make a status update about being pregnant. As I saw many friends posting about their joy, I would simply smile in happiness for them, knowing that I was due sooner and still hadn’t shared our joy. Oddly, there was something really neat about keeping it to myself. I know I’m not the only woman in the world to have suffered a miscarriage, but having gone through that experience really shaped my thoughts and feelings about being pregnant again. I didn’t want to be constantly asked the dreaded question, “How are you feeling?” and be inundated with all of the other conversations that go with being “pregnant.” Call me selfish.

Although I’ve been private about my pregnancy, 9 months pregnant with a delivery date of this Friday the 29^{th {Good Friday}}, I find myself feeling not far off from when I was pregnant with my soon-to-be oldest son. The nursery has been ready for months, the letters are on the wall and embroidered on the blanket, everything’s been washed in Dreft, bags have been packed for weeks, and the hubs and I just finished deep cleaning the house {can’t have a new baby come home to a speck of dirt…cause he cares and all}. The cradle is ready, diapers are stocked, and all that we are missing is an actual baby boy! But that will all change in a few short days. All in all, I’m just as internally excited about meeting our littlest and have nested just the same… maybe even more since I’m not a “working” mom this time.

The only thing that’s really been different is preparing for the hospital stay. When Lincoln was born it was a production at the hospital with non-stop visitors, family, nurses, etc. I’m grateful everyone came, but it was definitely overwhelming. We know we can’t eliminate the nurses (nor would I want to), but we have requested from just about everyone to help us make this a more calm experience. I really don’t want tears at the hospital this time. One of the many requests I had when Lincoln was going to be delivered was that since I was having a planned c-section I didn’t want anyone to go to the nursery windows to see him before he was brought to my room. Anyone who has had a c-section knows how in-intimate the experience is and how little time you get to see your baby. I just don’t think it’s fair that everyone gets to oodle over my baby before I’ve even counted his fingers and toes. Take note family!

We’ve been asked by a number of people what our son’s name is and while it’s not a secret, it’s definitely something we’ve kept private. I guess it only seems fitting since we’ve been so private thus far. All I’ll say to those who are curious is that his name is not common, it’s not too “out there” in terms of made-up-ness, and we’ve been told it goes with Lincoln in likeness.

So there you have it, folks; my last few thoughts before I’m a Mommy X 2! I’m so excited to be a Mommy to another human and I can only hope that Lincoln and his baby brother are best of friends like me and my sister. Hubby and I are BEYOND ready for this new chapter in our lives! Wish us luck!!!