A lot of friends and acquaintances I met during the past weeks are surprised seeing me with a baby bump. Some can’t even contain their shock and would even comment, “Buntis ka pala!” (“I didn’t know you were pregnant!”). I don’t understand why there is a need to hype someone else’s pregnancy. But probably with the increasing usage of social media for wedding announcements, travel diaries, OOTDs, and even just to share to the world your “hey-I-just-bought-a-new-expensive-shoes” announcement, a lot of pregnant moms can’t help but share their journey online.
I’m now on my 26th week and this is the first time I’m
officially sharing my journey with baby number 2. It all started when I bought an over-the-counter pregnancy test kit and took a test on the morning of December 18, 2015 because I was suspecting something due to fatigue and nausea that I’m experiencing. Lo and behold, the two red lines confirmed my suspicion!
Unlike my first pregnancy, this one is well-planned, though a bit hard at the onset. My pregnancy with my first-born is such a breeze… Things went too fast that I didn’t even notice I’m already on my third trimester. This time, I had experienced spotting and had to stay in bed for one week.
Blame it on my age! Good thing, I was on vacation leave for the December holidays.
No Tutu, No Pink Dresses, No Princess-Inspired Parties
Another surprise on this pregnancy is the gender of the little one inside my tummy.
Since our first-born is a boy, we were expecting that we’ll be blessed with a girl this time. Although I keep saying that whatever the gender of our baby is, it’s okay with me as long as he/she is healthy. I was probably wayyyyyyyyyyy too confident that we’ll have a baby girl. What most mom call their mini-me’s.
But over a month after knowing our second child’s gender, reality sinks in… Yes, we’re having a boy! There will be no tutu, no pink dresses, no princess-inspired parties, no debutant parties (I guess, in this lifetime)…
The playroom will be filled again with blue colors, action figures, toy cars. But, it doesn’t mean that our home will not be filled with pure love and joy.
Imperfect, but Completely Happy
Most people visualize perfect families as composed of mom, dad, son and daughter. I, once upon a time, even visualized mine to be like that. But, yes… God moves in mysterious ways. Sometimes too mysterious that it takes time for us to accept and understand when His answer is “No.”
Truly, this is a humbling experience for me as a mom. I know life will be more challenging in the coming months and years with two energetic boys in tow. But who am I to complain? Being a mom the second time around and being able to give our first-born Marty a sibling is more than enough for me to be grateful.
Life may not always be perfect. Life may not always turn out the way we expect them to be. But, yes… I’m completely happy and I can’t wait to be pampered as the only “queen of the household.”