Three kids. I keep thinking about that.
When I had Ben, the work multiplied more than I expected. Will that happen again? I'm used to multiple children now. Three can't be that much harder than two. Right? No?
Being pregnant still doesn't feel real . . . mainly because we haven't really told anyone. It's just our little secret. Well us, and a few select medical professionals. And Ben. He's a pretty good secret keeper.
My body is telling me it's real, though. The round ligament pain is more than I ever experienced with Jack or Ben. The fatigue . . . it's the "fall asleep while typing an e-mail" kind of tired. And the hormones . . . oh, the hormones. If you were sitting next to me during the baptisms in church today, you might already know that I'm pregnant.
I'm feeling thankful. We are so blessed.
2 comments:
I can say that for us, the work did not multiply exponentially with the third. One to two was a MUCH harder transition than two to three.
But, Jack Henry was just generally a little bit easier baby than Bennett (who, in the scheme of things, was not a difficult baby; just MORE difficult than Luke), so that probably contributed to the overall transition, too.
Can't wait to hear if this is a boy or girl, and when you're due! Hang in there...the fatigue should pass in a few weeks...
one to two was WAY harder for us than two to three. hope that encourages you. your life is already chaos, what's one more really? ;)
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