So I’m pregnant! What?! How?! When?! In as much as im not going to draw you a vivid picture of the how, I will like to say that we are both surprised and happy at the same time about having baby number three. I am thirteen weeks gone and have had my first midwife booking in appointment and my first scan.
We wanted to have all our children close in age, after all I had given up my job to care for the kids until they started school. We planned to do it all at once and then start pursuing careers. By now you would think I should be used to the fact that nothing goes as planned, at least for me. After our last child was born, we could not get pregnant as quickly as it has been with the other two.
Perhaps it was all bad timing, perhaps having a spouse working away all the time and the other family challenges we were facing at the time was contributing to it. Or maybe I’m just too stressed – motherhood is not easy. Whatever it was, I didn’t mind much. we had two healthy, fun, loving and nice kids already. I was grateful for this, what more can a woman ask for? You have a girl, you have a boy, we must be very selfish.
I maybe selfish but it was for a good reason. I was brought up as an only child ( I don’t trust my father didn’t sow his seeds somewhere else but I grew up as my mothers only child), I had lots of uncles, aunts,cousins that I’m close with and blessed with very good friends. It was not the same thing as having your own biological sibling. I would never have had an only child if it were in my powers, so we gave our daughter a sibling.
Being an expatriate turned immigrant in the UK, it can get pretty lonely. I have my mother and grandmother, several aunties and uncles, cousins and friends but finding childcare for the kids was always a challenge. They are all working and living their lives. I had to do it alone and do things all by myself most of the time. I wasn’t a super mom, I didn’t ask to be. Iactually love chilling out doing nothing – who wouldn’t, but when you have no choice than to be strong, being strong for my family became my only option. I always thought if I had a sister, the situation might have been different. I decided having just one sibling wasn’t enough anymore.
What happens when one decides to go and live in another country? Daniel is always saying he wants to go and live in Lithuania ( I have no idea where he gets that idea from) and if that happens they would be alone – again. So we needed one more child, at least. For now.
I love joking with my husband that I would love to have seven children. One for each day of the week. Imagine Christmas time, weddings, birthdays or when we get old and living in a nursing home, we would always have one child coming to visit everyday. We’d never be bored, I love bingo and all but what else is there to do at that age if not spending time with your family and making them feel bad for putting you there. Of course I’m joking but its something to think about – or not considering the financial implications of having seven children.
Did we plan for this pregnancy? Yes, we’ve waited for four years. Did we expect it right at this moment? No! It’s a lovely, much wanted and needed surprise miracle baby and I can feel the baby being loved more than anything already.