Pregnancy with a Toddler
Back when I was pregnant with Caleb I thought pregnancy was hard… Little did I know, pregnancy with a toddler is even harder!
Back then I was working full time. Since I was a receptionist at a doctor’s office, I was able to sit down throughout the day and rest up. During my lunch break I’d go for walks to get my exercise in but, for the most part, I was able to rest my pregnant body. This time around I’m chasing after a crazy, active little two year old. Sitting around all day is not an option and my body feels it! That might be why I have gained a lot less weight than the first time around, though…
Back then I was able to revel in the pregnancy. The first trimester was caught up in excitement but also worry about the potential of losing the baby. The rest of the pregnancy was spent taking belly pictures, planning out the nursery, getting baby clothes organized. I could tell you, to the day, how far along I was and I kept myself informed with how big the baby was and what body parts were growing and what sorts of things he was able to do in my belly. Everything was baby, baby, baby. This time around I hardly know what day of the week it is, let alone how many weeks pregnant I am. The other day I realized, all of a sudden, that I was a week away from my third trimester! I was still thinking I was only halfway done! The only reason I’ve been thinking about the nursery is because we’re wanting to paint and get new carpet before Josiah arrives. Caleb gets most of my focus day in and day out and the pregnancy kind of goes by the wayside. And weekly belly pictures… Yeah, that hasn’t happened!
Back then I had so much time to focus on the baby. My life was work, home, and Sunday church. I spent hours googling parenting information, reading books, and dreaming about my coming son. This time around my life is a wonderful kind of busy. I have mommy friends to get together with, I have ministry responsibilities at church, I have MOPS events to help plan and attend, I have appointments for Caleb, the list goes on and on. I don’t have time to sit around dreaming. Living life is much more fun!
Back then the excitement for our coming little one was between Nate and me. We were the ones talking and dreaming and planning. This time Caleb’s included in the excitement. He loves talking about his baby. If we ask him about “brother” or “Josiah” he knows that’s the baby. He “helps” me organize baby clothes, he loves going into the nursery, and he adores cuddling other babies… Wishing those babies were HIS little brother.
All in all, I have to say that although it’s harder now, I like pregnancy with a toddler even more than I liked pregnancy with my first. My growing family makes my heart so happy!