Along with buying and moving into a new home, we’ve had another exciting thing happen in the last few months.
I’m pregnant.
In fact, I’m just over 20 weeks pregnant and due January 10. I’ve shared the news pretty far and wide, but not here. Since my ectopic pregnancy in January, I’ve been extremely sensitive to others who are struggling with fertility issues. I’ve tried to be careful about how and when I share my good news. I told my family and close friends right away, I told my colleagues around 12 weeks, and then word just spread from there.
I didn’t make a big “Facebook Announcement.” It never felt right to me. Facebook is this vast, impersonal space, and it just didn’t seem appropriate in my case. I haven’t tried to keep it a secret on Facebook — I’m sure many people have figured it out based on comments I’ve made on other posts, etc. But I didn’t think it would accomplish anything to fill a status update with this announcement.
Instead, after 20 weeks, I’m finally writing about it in this space, a much more personal space for me, and I’ll share the link on Facebook. In my head, at least, it’s less harsh for any of my FB friends who may be struggling themselves right now. I hope I’m right.
Yesterday, we had the 20 week ultrasound, and it was pretty incredible. We didn’t find out the sex, but we got to see our baby twist and turn and roll. I had two early ultrasounds — one at about 6 weeks to confirm the pregnancy was in the uterus, and one at about 9 weeks to find the heartbeat — but this was the first time it looked like a fully formed baby.
[Ultrasound pictures were always a bad trigger for me when I was in the depths of trying to conceive, so if they are for you, you’ll want to click away now.]
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Last night we assembled the crib, and the combination of the ultrasound and the crib assembly… holy crap, we’re actually going to have a real, live baby in January. It’s what I wanted for so long, to become a mother, and now we’re so close.
I’m excited!
And I’m a little scared!