A lot has happened since my last post. The holidays came and went, we had Lydia assessed and eventually enrolled her at the same preschool Brayden went to, we had a room added to our house to make room for the baby, and I, of course, have gained a bit of weight and officially became an adult when I turned 30 a couple weeks ago.
This pregnancy has not been very fun to say the least. The first 22 weeks were filled with way too much morning sickness. And as soon as the preggo sickness started to lift, I came down with the flu. It was one of the worst flu bugs I can remember. During the flu we did find out baby #3 is another baby boy. Seeing a healthy, baby boy on the ultrasound was a happy interruption to all the sickness. But then it came right back in its next form of a terrible cold/sinus infection that lasted well over three weeks. About the time I was finally getting over the sinus infection the uncomfortable stage began. And then I found out my iron was super low. Iron deficiency anemia is no fun, especially when you terribly hate needles. This last month of my pregnancy has been filled with too many IV iron infusions to count. I am getting used to the needle though so that is a positive way to look at it.
And tomorrow, it will all be done. Tomorrow at 6:30 a.m. my doctor is inducing my labor. I’m ready to be done with being pregnant. But it also makes me a bit sad. Jay and I have pretty much made the decision that three kids fills our hearts. So much joy comes with each child and I am truly blessed and happy that the Lord has given us these three children. Of course, Jay and I both know that we are not in control of this life we have been given and the Lord may have a different number in mind for us.
It is bittersweet knowing tomorrow morning will be the last time I feel our precious little one kick me in my ribs. It’s the last time I will have the anxious and exciting thoughts of knowing the baby is coming soon. And it may be the last time my house is ever this organized from all my CRAZY nesting habits. The carpets have been shampooed, the towel closets organized and the whole house has been rearranged.
Lydia got new furniture in January making her an official big girl. We added a good-sized bonus room upstairs which is now Brayden’s new bedroom complete with new furniture and a NERF basketball hoop above his closet, and Brayden’s old room turned into the new baby’s nursery.
Our office/guest room turned into an official guest room when the huge desk came out and a real bed was added. And a few pieces of furniture were shuffled around the house to make room for the desk to be brought into our formal living room. To say we have been busy is an understatement. The outside landscaping was also tended to complete with new mulch. I’m super proud of Jay for that one. He hates yard work with a passion, but he got it all done because he knew it was important to me.
There are still a few things looming over my head. I didn’t get to cleaning out the game closet or organizing my shoes but it will be okay. The biggest concern I have at this point is the baby’s name.
Jay and I have came up with a few names we like, but nothing has really jumped out at us. This is a way different situation than picking out Brayden and Lydia’s names. There was barely any discussion about them — we just knew. I knew a little boy named Brayden (though spelled differently) growing up that I babysat for a few times and Jay played Little League with a Brayden when he was younger. We both liked that name so it was a very easy decision. And if Brayden was a girl we were going to name him Lydia (again since Jay and I both liked the name instantly.) So four years later when I was pregnant with our little girl we still loved the name Lydia so again there wasn’t much discussion about it. Jay thinks we need to arrive at the hospital with a name at the ready, but I think I need to take a good look at our new baby boy and see which name will fit him.
I can’t believe that tomorrow Lydia won’t be the “baby” anymore. She is such a big girl now. She has completely grown up in these last 6 months. She has started using big words in her sentences and she uses them in the proper context. It cracks us up. I will miss her calling my stomach the “baby belly.” She is going to be such a good big sister. She tells me everyday all the things she is going to do to help with the baby like feeding the baby, reading books to the baby, getting the baby his toys, rocking the baby, and on and on.
Brayden has grown into such a big kid. A six-year-old taking second grade math having questions on his test that I don’t even have the patience to figure out. And with no problem he solves them just fine. He is so smart. And he is so caring. He loves his sister so much and I know he will have just as much love in his heart for his new baby brother.
I’m ready. I’m anxious. I’m excited. I’m overwhelmed. I’m happy. I’m blessed. I can’t wait to meet our precious little one. Please say a few prayers for us tomorrow morning. After having all the IV iron infusions, my iron is still low. Pray I don’t have to have a blood transfusion after delivery and that if I do that I will not be anxious about it. Please pray for the doctors and nurses that will be delivering. Please pray for Jay as he has come down with a nasty cold. Pray the antibiotics will clear up his infection so he will be able to love on our new little boy. Pray for Brayden and Lydia that they will feel the love that everyone has for them during this transition time of adding to our family. And please pray for the baby that he will grow up to be a God fearing man that loves the Lord with all of his heart.
And in keeping this light – pray that Jay and I pick him a good name.