I shared a little announcement on the Best of Both Worlds podcast and Instagram yesterday. We are welcoming baby #5 to the family in mid-January!
It’s a(nother) little boy, and we are all thrilled — even my daughter, whose reaction to the announcement of being outnumbered 4-to-1 was “I’ll still be special!” I did the reveal to the kids (on Labor Day) by buying T-shirts (pictured) with “Big Brother Again” and “Newest Big Bro” and other such messages. I wrapped them up, plus a “little brother” onesie for me to unwrap, then had the kids sit down for a family meeting to open them. It was something. My 12-year-old looked at his shirt and guessed right away — probably because he’s a reasonably observant person.* The 10-year-old was jumping up and down. My 4-year-old was a little confused at first, but now he runs up to my bump and hugs it and tells the baby he loves him. It is honestly the sweetest thing I have ever seen.
I’m feeling pretty good, all things considered. I managed to run daily to 5.5 months, and I hope to continue for at least a little while longer. I’m slow, very slow, but still going. Sleep can be challenging. The little guy (as in the in utero one) tends to wake up early and moves around, but some mornings I can go back to sleep, and when I can’t go back to sleep I nap in early afternoon if the opportunity presents itself.
Pregnancy requires me to get comfortable with dueling impulses about time. On the one hand, I don’t particularly enjoy being pregnant. It’s not exactly comfortable to share one’s body with another person. There’s this tendency to want to get it over with, and of course I’m excited to meet my little boy. So I find myself counting days and weeks. And yet I know that the space before mid-January** is vast and so many wonderful things will happen before then. I don’t want to rush through these adventures, and I think if I weren’t pregnant, and I’d be pondering ways to stretch the experience of time.
What can I say? Time is complicated.
It’s been fun to find the baby clothes. I have quite a little boy collection. We are sorting out the room situation (hence the two new bedrooms in the basement…) but at least the mini-van has room for everyone! Thanks to everyone for the good wishes, both here and on social media.
*And at 20 weeks pregnant with a fifth kid, which I was then, it’s obvious. I recognize from seeing other people’s announcement posts various places that I’m quite far along to be sharing the news — and was quite far along even sharing with family. There’s no right time to do this. Having miscarried before, I’m reticent to share broadly on the early side and I made a choice that I didn’t want my kids to deal with that. Other people might make a completely different choice in terms of timing — that’s great too. This is very much a personal decision.
**There is a reasonable possibility that kid #5 will have the same birthday as kid #4. Has anyone experienced this? Non-twin family members with the same birthday? How do you make sure each is special?