So, what has our family been up to? Making babies. Well, just one. Due to make its arrival around April 24, 2014. With Bluma, I did a great job blogging and taking pictures. This time, not so much. Which I've heard is fairly typical of subsequent children. That doesn't mean we're not excited but I'll be completely frank, it's not quite as magical as it was the first time around.
With Bluma, everything was a miracle. Every change and experience was a wonder. This time, up until recently most of my feelings were marred up in how tired I was. In fact, my first clue that I was pregnant again was one afternoon, I found myself passed out, face first on a couch during my daughter's nap without intending to. I'm normally not much of a napper.
Then came the craving for a cheeseburger. Something that never sounds good unless there's a little stowaway on board, demanding more protein.
And then my hair started falling out. Most women experience a resetting of their hair follicles following the birth of their child but get to enjoy a lucious, full head of hair during their pregnancy. Me, being one of the supremely lucky, got to be an early resetter this time. My hair has fallen out in alarming quantities. Enough so, that I felt the need to mention it to my doctor. No nutritional deficits, just bad luck. Fortunately, I have an abnormally dense head of hair so the only other person who has noticed my balding is my husband. His is worse so, he doesn't find mine to be off-putting.
The hair loss has my husband convinced this baby is a boy. Since it is so different from Bluma. He has also said that I look really pretty this time, meaning there's no one "stealing my beauty" so it must be a boy. What that says for the last time around, I'm not sure. I just like to chalk it up to me being better at being pregnant this time around.
A lot of people ask how Bluma feels about being a big sister. I think she understands as much as she can at her age. If you ask her what is in Mommy's belly she replies without fail, "a baby girl!" Tonight she shouted at my stomach, "HELLO IN THERE! IT'S ME, BLUMA!"
How another baby will change Bluma's world is the main thing that kept me from feeling ecstatic at first. Instead I felt a little guilty that I was taking some of Bluma's spotlight away. She won't be the center of our world anymore. But I've started to feel better and my heart has finally caught up with my head in recognizing that this baby is a gift to Bluma just as much as it is a gift to us. What could be better than a sibling? I was always so glad to have mine. And this little gal is going to be a great big sister and this man, a fabulous father times two.