Fragile and Dear
We were completely taken back when we found out I was pregnant (again). I had to pick some things up on the way home from taking Gabe to work and bought a test one a whim, fully expecting it to be negative but wondering if there was anything else that could be causing my current ailments. I had it all planned out as to how I was going to tell Gabe but... he called me to ask a question right after I found out and I just kind of blurted out "I'm pregnant."in response.
I think this picture probably sums up each one of our initial feelings about finding out...
I was freaking out, Roland is (still) completely oblivious to the fact that his entire world is about to change, and Gabe was stressed but overall happy.
We are currently trying to soak up as much time with Roland as we can. That is probably the biggest thing I am worried about, Roland; what his needs are, how in the world we are going to stop co-sleeping, should I attempt potty training, will I be able to pick him up my entire pregnancy... and the list goes on.
We really are incredibly grateful for Baby Eaton #2. I could care less about the gender of little one. I don't know if the thought of not buying more clothes, or buying little girl clothes is more exciting to me. I have been blessed with a much easier pregnancy this time around (no bed rest so far, I am cleared to travel, and even to continue running) which I am grateful for. Gabe is just happy I can still exercise because I am much more pleasant when I do (my words, not his).
While the timing isn't what we expected, we could not be happier about the newest addition to our family.