37 weeks pregnant with Jack
No sooner than you’ve been dating a few years comes “when are you two going to get married?” Then a couple of years grace before “when are you two going to start a family?” and “going to try for another?”
Surprisingly, I haven’t been asked about another baby much, but lately it’s a question I’m asking myself a lot. Yep. Jack is almost 14 months and I’m going to say it. I want another baby. As much as Jack is at my favourite age yet and I love (mostly) every second with him, I’ve always been hopelessly addicted to newborns.
I love their smell
I love their sleepiness
I love breastfeeding
I love their tiny clothes
I love the first smiles
I love the first laugh
I even didn’t mind getting up for the overnight feeds. That wore off at about 5 months and then at six and a half months sleep training saved my sanity!
I enjoyed my pregnancy and for that I was grateful. I didn’t have severe nausea (actually I did – strangely, for a very brief spell in my second trimester) or morning sickness. I felt healthy, I loved my body, I loved watching my swollen belly grow bigger and I loved the kicks. My body was marked only with an episiotomy scar, my personal souvenir of pregnancy and a 13 hour labour with a very overdue and posterior baby.
Although I know every pregnancy is different, it’s easy for me to think about diving back in after having such a positive first pregnancy and birth. Even more than I want another baby for us to love, is that I want Jack to have a sibling. I am very close in age to mine and I don’t remember a second of my childhood that wasn’t spent playing together. I want that for my son.
I imagine him with a brother. Playing footy together, doing boy stuff (whatever that is) and eventually growing up to be each other’s best men at their weddings and loving uncles to each other’s kids. When I imagine him with a sister, I know he’ll be sensitive and gentle to her and hopefully form the sort of relationship that my husband has with his sister. They are fantastically close as adults, and I love it.
Me with my darling two month old
Friends of ours are due with their little girl in the next week or two and I know this is going to send my cluck-o-meter off the charts. I can’t wait!
Having said that, I was in the very early stages of pregnancy during Christmas and New Year of 2012 and I think I’ll enjoy a wine or two this year (not to mention my husband has to have finished his Masters degree by the time I give birth), but come the early months of 2015…
Watch this space.
If you have children tell me, what was the jump from 1 to 2 like??