If you follow along on Facebook or Instagram, you might have seen our big announcement over the weekend. But in case you missed it – the Byrd family is growing. We are expecting our second baby this December!
For all of you who sent your congratulations, thank you. We were floored by all of the love we received and are so thankful for each and every one of you! It really means a lot to know that we have the support of our family and friends.
Physically, this pregnancy has been pretty similar to my first. Aside from a few nights of nausea, I haven’t had any episodes of the dreaded morning sickness. I also haven’t had any intense if-I-don’t-get-this-now-someone-is-going-to-get-hurt cravings, but I have been requesting a lot of iced tea and Gatorade. My biggest symptom by far is exhaustion…zzzzZZZ
Emotionally, this pregnancy is a lot different.
The excitement level is higher. We now know first hand just how amazingly beautiful bringing another life into this world is. How rewarding it is to watch your baby grow and hit milestones. How special it is to build a family. Knowing that we get to do that again is thrilling.
The fear is also higher the second time around. Some days I feel like I am just getting the hang of this whole “being a mom” thing and then I realize that in six short months I will be a mother of two under two and think omghowamigoingtodoit?! Rationally, I know I will figure it out. Two will be our new normal and we will find our groove. But some days I just can’t wrap my brain around it. (I can hear all you moms with two or more laughing right now – that’s ok) Oh, and that whole giving birth thing? I can’t believe I’m doing it again! Hopefully this time it will be less traumatic (for all parties involved).
Lyla and her sibling will be 18 months apart. In some ways, I think that age gap is perfect and in other ways it makes me feel all sorts of guilty. Did she have enough time with just the two of us?! She has such a sweet heart and soul and I know that she will be an amazing big sister but it still makes me sad sometimes. It’s hard to imagine there being enough room in my heart for another little munchkin! I’m pretty sure every mom struggles with these feelings whether they are expecting number two or number seven (right?!) so I just keep reminding myself that giving Lyla a brother or a sister is such a blessing and really, I can’t wait to watch them grow up together.
Already this pregnancy is flying by. December will be here before we know it, so I am trying to make sure that I soak it all in – the excitement, the fear, the love, the exhaustion. It’s all part of this beautiful little thing we call life and I’m so thankful for it.