Not to loose weight, or become more productive, or to be more skilled, or more accomplished or to be a better wife and mother. All wonderful things. But not my resolution for the year.
We had a few friends over on New Year's Eve. It was four married couples, including ourselves. One friend was pregnant, and I knew the remaining three of us ladies were looking forward to starting or growing our families. So I proposed a toast at midnight: To having babies or getting pregnant!
And so, almost three weeks ago, on May 31st, I realized I had accomplished my one and only New Year's Resolution.
We were thrilled. And excited. And a little bit nervous. I lost weight in the first trimester with Chloë because of the severe morning sickness. So the day I found out I was pregnant, I started eating as much as I possibly could. It was fun. That lasted for a week. Then the nausea kicked in, and morning sickness has returned. But I know that means that Baby #2 is growing. I'm still semi-functional, but we covet your prayers for a good and relatively easy pregnancy, and for a strong and healthy baby.
It has been a joy sharing our exciting news with our family and closest friends. I had a white onsie and some old puff paint, so I made a fun shirt for Chloë. This is how we told our families.
I will be seven weeks along tomorrow. Baby #2 is due to arrive on February 3rd, 2012.