big news-- a little one.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Okay, here’s the deal. I’m just going to cut to the chase, and quit trying to find time to compose the perfect post to record the news. Weeks have passed while I’ve wistfully thought about having time to do some “real writing” on this subject. Weeks that I’ll not have back, and the weeks ahead don’t look to be any less busy. So out with it, already.

We’re expecting another babushka. Another wee little smidgen of a creature, due to arrive just a couple of weeks after the Bird turns two. A baby, to be clear about the matter. We were a little shocked (not a lot—we do understand how these things happen, after all), but mostly we’re just thrilled. I'm just past the twelve week mark, and feeling the nausea lift and some of the exhaustion fade away. It sure is good to be on this side of the first trimester.

Okay, and a little scared. I’m scared about handling a newborn and my little delight of a toddler, who’s so much fun right now. About being able to raise her well while also raising an infant—about making sure that she learns to behave in public, eat with her own spoon, come when she’s called, sing the rest of the ABC song—while my hands and boobs are full of baby duty. Already I get twinges in my stomach when I pick her up and hold her in my arms for more than a minute or two. How can I explain to her that I won’t be able to do that much longer? I’m sure her neverending fascination with babies will transfer to her new sister or brother, and that she'll love the baby—but will she get what she needs from me (and her Dad) as well?

...Of course she will, the rational part of my brain says. People raise kids two years apart all the time. They grow up just great. It’ll all work out. And then my worrybrain overrides and frets anyway. (sigh)

...But a bit of rational thinking helps me restore some equilibrium, when I remember to apply it. I live in the same town with my mother—and now, my sister, who’s returned to her hometown to start a new life here, just like us. And that grandmother and that aunt will be all too eager to help us when we feel a little overwhelmed—or even when we don’t. (They already take Bird for sleepovers at least once a week, just for fun.) And that is a luxury that almost no family has—to have two women (and a grandpapa) on hand, itching to help. I know we’ll be fine.

And another baby. Night wakings, burpings, that amazing smell in the folds of a baby’s neck. A sweet weight snuggled against me in the sling... tiny little hands grasping my fingers. I cannot wait to meet this little one. Gal or guy, it is going to be wonderful. Having already experienced it once just makes me all the more anxious.

So that's my news, the revelation that's rocked my world for the last month and a half. Here we go again...

4 comments:

Faith Says:

9:30 PM

YEE hah.

I mean, I already knew, but still. When you write about babies like that - mmm. Yum.

Also, hey! I'm moving back to Columbus at the beginning of August - still miss you guys though! Hopefully you can come up for a visit, or I'll finally take that trip to the hills of Arkansas...

Angie Says:

12:51 PM

Yeah!!!!! Congratulations Kim! Wonderful, wonderful news. And, it will be great. Good news about Leigh, too.

mysticalfeet Says:

7:26 PM

Congratulations! You will manage; you're so fortunate to live close to family for these babes. Y'know, my sister and I are 2 years apart, and aside from the occasional squabble over who had to do what chore, we were and are best friends.

Hope all else is well with you. Are you still knitting?

joelle Says:

3:27 PM

congratulations kim!! my sisters and i are 4 years apart, but the last set of kids are 2 years. they seem to be doing pretty well, happy well adjusted kids, even considering they were the last of 5. don't fret. you are a great mom and i am sure that will not stop when baby number 2 arrives. i miss you kim and i wish we lived closer so i can see this lovely bird of yours and you can see this not anywhere near as lovely, but endearing all the same, male companion of mine.

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