The second pregnancy has been enjoyable, like a visit from a familiar old friend. Not unlike the first time, I frequently have a little voice in my head reminding me to enjoy the whole process, the good and the not so wonderful moments; for this may be the last time we are blessed in this way.Although it crosses my mind, I find that labor, birth, the first few months of sleep schedules and the challenges of a newborn are not at the forefront of my thoughts. Those things will work themselves out. What I think about most are questions like: Will I be able to meet my children’s emotional needs equally but have a full understanding of their own uniqueness?
One of the best parts this go-around is being pregnant at the same time as my older sister, Mandie, Toby’s sister, Katie, and my friend, Megan. All of us had babies due within 6 months of each other. We could not have planned it any better if we tried (except for the fact that both Mandie and Megan live across the country from us). But it is also bittersweet when it comes to my older sister. I will be too far along in my pregnancy to travel to Idaho for Mandie’s baby shower at the end of this month. I will not be able to help her when Creighton arrives the way she helped me when Patrick was born. It saddens me a great deal that I will miss out on the first couple months of his life. On the positive side, our children will have cousins close in age on both sides of the family. Nothing impacted me more growing up than having a huge extended family
.I vividly remember family gatherings in Wisconsin, surrounded by Aunts, Uncles, cousins and Grandparents. Camping at Disney World for a whole week with 20-some relatives, backpacking in the mountains of Idaho and countless winters spent skiing, sledding and ice skating are some of my favorite memories. Mandie, our cousin Rhiannon, and I are just a few years apart and were inseparable growing up. Our parents went to great lengths to make sure we were able to spend time together despite my family’s multiple moves to different states. I remember my parents saying many times they didn’t want to get us “stuff” but would rather make memories with us. Mission accomplished Mom and Dad!
I can honestly say that learning how to fly fish, horseback riding down a mountain in complete darkness in Costa Rica and sail boating with Dad and Grandpa will always be memories kept close to my heart. I feel so incredibly blessed that Patrick and Madelyn will have cousins and Aunts and Uncles and Grandparents that are invested in their lives and happiness. I hope to provide for them lasting memories with the people that love them most. Thank you for showing us the way. A $10 campsite is full of a thousand adventures. Lesson learned.
4 comments:
Angie-I am trying to type this through my tears--this is so lovely just like you. You are my sunshine. Love Mom
PS--and those pictures--all wonderful memories!!!!
That was an absolutely beautiful post! You will do a wonderful job as a mother of 2 just like your parents did. Continue to teach your children to love God and make special memories that last a lifetime. That is the only thing that counts in the end!
I love LOVE LOVE YOU Angie!- Thank you for sharing some awesome pictures and some fantastic memories! Let the good times continue.
I love your posts! Your perspective on parenting and life in general is so inspiring and touching. Keep writing when you have time!
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