Three Little Piggies

Hopefully the house doesn’t get blown down.

So this is it. This is the big blog where I announce that our family is growing. I may be a little like the “boy who cried wolf,” when I threw around the concept that we had a new addition to our family. This time, however, is no bluff, no marketing scheme, no trick…I am actually pregnant.

And if you have read at least more than one of my blogs, you may be thinking…”WHAT THE HECK? YOU BARELY HAVE IT TOGETHER WITH THE TWO YOU HAVE!” And that would be a very accurate assessment of the situation. And then your follow up may be, “Was this an accident? You aren’t really delusional enough to think you can handle three kids?”

To all that I would say that there was a brief moment where I thought my life and my two kids were pretty much under control. Unfortunately that was a very fleeting moment. Then there’s the fact that I have always wanted three kids, possibly because I have spent my life as an only child. So in a momentary lapse, we decided to take the plunge!

There are plenty of you that will read this and take my sarcasm literally and think that this is not an uplifting way of announcing to the world that I am expecting. For all of you, just wait. I have about a million blogs in my head about this subject. I have very mixed feelings about this leap of faith.

For one, I’m excited to have another baby. I’m excited for my kids to have another sibling. I’m excited to be a five person family which is what I always wanted. Second of all, I’m absolutely petrified in ways I have never been when expecting a child. I’m scared that something will happen to this baby since I have been blessed enough by having two kids and “clearly” I’m pushing my luck with this one. I’m scared what this means to any sanity I still have left once Drew and Gabby are done with me. I’m mostly scared with how this will effect our family and the growing pains we will all go through.

Despite it all, the overwhelming feeling is happiness. Someone once said to me, what type of family do you want when you are fifty years old sitting at the dining room table? And to her, I say this is your fault 😉 Seriously, though, this is what I want. That being said, there will be plenty of doubt and tales of anxiety to follow. So stay tuned 🙂