Thrilled. And Terrified. Why keep writing? 😅
Well, here we go again...Baby #3 arrives in May! Obviously, I'm thrilled! It's amazing that after trying to start a family for over 5 years with no success, we'll now have 3 kids 3 and under. No, amazing is an understatement. It blows my mind! God is seriously making up for lost time.
And I'm terrified, because you can't go through 3 miscarriages without becoming paranoid on some level. And being a mom will do that you, too. I just want this baby to be healthy and safe! But I also know how much work kids are. Going from 1 to 2 kids has been a big adjustment for me, and the idea of 3 is just a little bit scary. Okay, I'm terrified! (But you already knew that.) Who knows though, maybe I'll really find my groove?
"Thrilled but terrified" actually seems to be the recurring theme if you go back and read my other pregnancy posts (here and here). The thing is: Infertility is really, really hard. (Much love to all my sisters in infertility out there: it hurts, and it's not fair--I totally know.) Pregnancy is hard, too. And being a mom is hard--probably the hardest thing I've ever done. But it's also brought me so much happiness. I love what this blogger once said on her Instagram, that "hard" isn't the same thing as "bad." Just because life is hard doesn't mean you have to be unhappy. Life can be really hard and really good at the same time.