When I got pregnant the first time, it was a complete surprise. I was diagnosed with PCOS as a teenager, and was told by a few different doctors that I would have a really hard time getting pregnant. That is extremely hard for a girl to hear. But I knew that I wanted kids, whether they grew in my belly or someone else’s. So one was a complete blessing.
Fast forward 2 years and I wish I remember what we were doing or talking about, but I just remember Robbie saying “Wait. Are you pregnant?” And my knee jerk response was “Psh- no.” 🤨 I mean, honestly, I hadn’t thought about it. I didn’t feel like it. But I had an extra pregnancy test that I kept from my first pregnancy for whatever reason, so I decided to take it. I remember thinking ‘there is no way. there is literally no way.’ the entire time I was waiting.
The timer went off and sure enough....pregnant. I remember being so nervous. Is this a good thing? Is this a bad thing? Well of course a baby is never a bad thing, but is it bad timing? We had an almost 2 year old, and were putting all of our effort into getting our business baby up and going. There were so many things up in the air at this point, and the uncertainties were stressful. It’s one thing to have to move in with your parents as a family of three if the business went under, but now we were way more invested financially and were soon going to be a family of 4.
Thankfully, the next 9 months were just enough time to get more established and things felt more secure. I was blessed with amazing people that took care of things, and when the time came, I was able to take a year off to be with my baby. It was such a different experience than it was with my first baby, and I am so extremely grateful for that time. I got to be there for so many ‘firsts’, which is something I never thought I would be able to experience.
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