So I have been meaning to share my feelings about having another boy. It’s difficult to put it into words…so let’s just say I feel like this:
Now the metaphorical jumping me probably wouldn’t be any higher or lower off the ground if I was having another girl, but the reasons for the bounce in my step would be very different.
Of course the highs and lows of the pregnancy rollercoaster have only increased since discovering the baby’s gender. To be blessed with another son after the death of our first…what elation!!! But the chance that this son might also be sick…it’s an anxiety that I can’t even begin to describe.
Yesterday I sorted through all the baby boy things I have. I laughed and cried my way through the boxes: so sad that Jack never got to use any of the things that were prepared with him and mind, but so so so happy that soon those items will be lovingly passed on to his baby brother.
I am so patiently enjoying each day of this pregnancy, but at the same time, I am so very anxious to hold my little boy. Some days I don’t know how I can stand the wait!! Other days time just flies past me and I worry that the pregnancy will be long gone before I know it.
Last night Adam got to feel the baby move for the first time. Although I have been feeling him for a while, I think my own excitement at that moment rivaled Adam’s pretty fiercely. We just love this new little guy so much!!!
What a blessing he is to our family!