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The Second Son

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So in love.

Today I start writing for Baby’s First Year.

It has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? Particularly because it means that I have a new baby in my life. I have completed the journey of Being Pregnant and move into the uncharted territories of being a mother of two.

The long-awaited second child.

Harper.

He is the baby we weren’t sure we would ever have. He will most likely be our last.

With my first pregnancy in 2007, getting — and staying — pregnant was a breeze. I had what felt like a normal,  enjoyable pregnancy and even in the early days I never questioned whether or not I would carry our son to term. I just assumed I would.

Pregnancy number two showed up in December of 2009. I once again assumed I would carry that baby to term.

At 5 weeks I miscarried.

I was devastated. Heartbroken. My confidence in having another baby waned out of fear of the possibility of another loss.

In October of 2010 I was pregnant again. And once again I would miscarry at 5 weeks.

Now I was sure I would never be the mother of two.

January of this year I found out I was pregnant once again. With it came the diagnosis of MTHFR. Then the diagnosis of complete placenta previa followed by gestational diabetes.

This time, I made it past the 5-week mark.
Past the 12-week mark.
I made it through the first, the second, and the third trimester — thankful every day that I was still pregnant.

On September 4, 2011, I gave birth to my second son. He is magnificent.

And so begins my journey into Baby’s First Year.

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