Dear friends,
I have a not-so-secret-anymore to share with you. Something amazing, surprising, exciting, and maybe... just a wee bit frightening?
It would appear that in late August bubby will make four!
Yes folks, a miniscule mini-me is growing inside of me at a rapid rate of knots, and plans to join us in late August. I am thrilled of course, but two under two? Am I made of strong enough material?
A little over year ago, I recall all too clearly my obstetrician pressing a birth-control prescription into my (still fluid swollen) palm. I was then 7 weeks postpartum and assured him there really was no need. I would never EVER be doing
this again, in fact I could not imagine why ANYONE would go back willingly and do it all again. When I got home, I tossed the prescription into the garbage. Falling pregnant with Fern had been, quite frankly, a horrific nightmare with many many many fruitless and heart wrenching months of nothingness on that tell-all-pee-stick before finally our prayers were answered. I expected it to be the same this time, when and IF we ever decided to go through it again.
But life can serve you up a whammy sometimes, and literally 5 seconds after my, you know, 'systems' returned to normal at the end of last year I fell pregnant. Just like that. And that is apparently how it goes, its just this stuff normally happens to other people. You know? I am humbled.
Anyhow, I've decided (for now) that seeing the only reason I can think of to find out the sex of the baby is for decorating purposes, I've decided that this time I will keep it a surprise. That I can come up with an inspired, gender neutral nursery an interior designer would be proud of. We'll see!
But let's play a little game. I want to know what YOU think - girl or boy? Leave your prediction in the comments section and after I have the baby, I'll randomly draw from the correct guesses. The winner will receive a handmade monkey softie. I am currently sewing two - one for a girl and one for a boy.
Here's a picture to give you a clue of the gender:
(yeah right, its my baby and even I cant tell one end from the other?!?)
