I had big dreams of blogging about my pregnancy after finding out I was pregnant way back in March. I use to write a lot, and share it online, back in my university days. I guess life allowed me more time back then, and also allowed for more "drama", aka writing material. I figured that whole desire to share about my life would return when I was left with all this time on an extra long maternity leave (started at 20 weeks due to my job in the school system) plus all of this "newness" happening in my life.
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| Did we order a bun in the oven? I guess we did.... |
I think things have felt more "right"in pregnancy than I expected them to though. Pregnancy was always something I saw in my future, I just didn't know when. It was always somewhere off in the future, close, but not there yet. This pregnancy was not exactly planned in the sense of a decision made that now was the time to be pregnant...it was more a nonchalant attitude that if the "unexpected" was to happen, we'd accept it. Apparently pregnancy is actually a VERY
expected outcome of a nonchalant attitude towards pregnancy, and almost instantly I found myself returning from a routine winter run and feeling something strange about my body. Something that didn't feel quite normal, but I chalked up to dehydration after a 10k snowy run...but the discussion began between us about our new nonchalant attitude, and perhaps that the consequences of such an attitude were coming to light.
I felt sick again the following day, almost flulike, and was unable to complete my Monday morning workout, something that has never happened to me. The flu has also never happened to me since I was a kid (if even then?) so something was off. Despite not being late yet, I kinda knew on that day, but had a few days left to ponder this before I would receive confirmation in the form of the monthly visitor either coming or not. It of course did not...and 3 pregnancy tests later, there was no denying it. We had received our "unexpected" outcome, and as such, had to now accept it as we said we would. This was not actually hard, since it was something we both wanted but just never could pick the "perfect" time. Well, nature picked it for us: Welcome baby MacDonald, you will join the world in November 2013! This is beyond your parents choice now, so they may as well get used to it! And get used to it, we did.
Getting pregnant is different for every couple I'm sure, but for us, it was really a blessing. Something that after 5 years + of being together, we were ready to tackle together. This was an exciting new step for two people who never really cared too much about marriage, but knew that one day they would be a parent. One day like today....
To be continued!
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| Baby MacDonald at 13 weeks |
