“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny, but in ourselves.” – Shakespeare
I have news that I’m ready to share.
I’m pregnant, due just before Thanksgiving. We couldn’t be happier and, at least so far, I feel great and haven’t had complications or issues or worries (touch wood). Right now I feel I’m living a very charmed life, which isn’t altogether new of late but is something to marvel at nonetheless.
Without going into too many details that, really, very few people care about, I’ll just put it out there in an honest way: the road to get here hasn’t been easy for us. We’ve wanted to start a family for, oh, three or so years now, give or take. I wrote a while back, on Mother’s Day, about how there are things I keep to myself on this blog because that’s my right, and this has probably been the biggest one.
We love the stuffing out of this kid (whether he or she, we’ve decided not to find out). We feel excited and blessed and anxious and like we’re on a cliff, ready to take a leap together. I have such a wonderful partner in Mike – a guy who reads to the baby every night, brings me a bowl of Cheerios with strawberries in bed every morning, and says things like “Let me run to the store and get you that pint of rainbow sherbet…you haven’t asked for much and I was expecting a lot worse.” I’m choosing to view that as a compliment.
So why do I write this blog? Ostensibly it’s because I’ve wanted to take on a more active role in my happiness, to be accountable to myself for living the life I want to live. I also always hoped that one day I’d get to write a post like this, and that my Someday Child would be able to read through everything and know who I am and who Mike is. Not just “Oh, mom likes cuttlefish and dad likes camping,” but the bigger, deeper stuff, too. If I’ve been even a little successful in that I’ll consider it a job well done.
This space won’t transition into a baby blog writ large. Even if that were my style, there are a lot of things I think are for me, my husband, and our family and closest friends. Call me old-fashioned, I suppose.
Either way, I’m so looking forward to hopefully having a great deal to be thankful for in a couple of months.