So you’re officially six weeks old tomorrow which leaves your other and I approximately the rest of the pregnancy to worry, sleep little, plan big and panic. Now, when I say your mother and I, I really mean your mother. I will just be walking behind her trying to hold her up and keep her from overdoing it (this is a usual thing. I just stopped fighting it out loud).
You see, little bean, we’ve lost one or two before you came along. It’s not like you were planned. In fact, I pretty much had given up on having another kid after this long and figured it wouldn’t work out anyway. At least the part between your mother and I wouldn’t work out.
But, six weeks ago, it did and here you are holding your own and driving mommy to the brink of worry. It’s not really you making her worry. She is worried about you, but she’s loves you already. It’s the holding onto part that she/we are worried about.
If all goes well, there will be a post in the beginning of May and you will have made it long enough to where the doctors don’t think you’re in as much danger and we can take a little sigh of relief. We also get to tell Everyone else about you and send out cards and such on Mother’s day. Of course when when everyone else reads this blog (for those so inclined) Mother’s day will have passed and they will know but I write for me mostly, these days and maybe you;ll read it one day and see how much we loved you and wanted you happy and healthy.
Anyway, Little Bean – it is about 1 AM on Saturday and it’s time for bed. Momma will be up in a few hours I am sure and we will begin the day by chucking some more of my stuff in storage, looking for a bigger house for all of us and me groaning that I haven’t sat down all damn day 🙂 But it’s all for a good cause.
G’night, Bean – Love you and happy Six Week (not yet) birthday
