We are just now finishing up with the first trimester, which has been marked by near constant fatigue and nausea. My poor husband hasn't seen me awake past 9 PM in about two months. I really miss chocolate and dessert, none of which my stomach seems to be willing to handle.
It's hard to wrap my mind around another baby. We've been planning for him or her for some time, hoping to be blessed with another addition. And now that this little one is really here, now that I can't hide the baby bump, now that this little bug is starting to take shape - literally - I find myself overwhelmed by the prospect. Knowing the ways in which Alice revolutionized our lives - how she shattered any understanding of love before we had her, how she redefined entertainment and "sleeping in" and busy and exhaustion... Knowing that our lives are about to be upended once again. Well, honestly, it's just exciting.
This time my anxiety is much less, and my joy more. I can't wait for Alice to be a big sister. And for Michael and I to have another baby to love and care for and raise. We are so blessed, and so happy to share our news with our community of friends and family. What a joyous time.