So, I’ve got some news. Or, should I say, we have some news.
Sosh and I, having decided that we’d like to start growing our own roommates, find ourselves in the happy situation of expecting our first child.
We’ve discovered that there are several attendant (automatic?) questions that follow this announcement. I’ll make them easier here.
Yes, we’re excited.
Don’t know yet.
…. that should cover most of the normal questions.
As for our upcoming addition to the human race, we figure that between the two of us, any offspring we have will most certainly be a perfect hybrid of all of our best traits. We are eagerly expecting to welcome our genius/cooperative child into the world sometime this summer, and have the little Nobel-prize-winner-to-be potty trained (and reading) by mid-winter. It’s going to be great.
In short, we are in completely new territory here and would welcome advice. Any advice. Just be aware that we anticipate receiving so much advice (more than we can actually handle and some that will scare the bejezsus out of us), that at some point our eyes might glaze over. It’s a mental survival thing. If this happens while we are with you, please wait while we reload and try again later. We might be more receptive to advice on days when neither of us has been physically ill or looking at articles about college tuition rates. Also, please try not to scare us any more than you have to…sometimes ignorance is bliss.
There will also be a point where we honestly won’t remember whether we’ve told you or not. It’s just a bit difficult to keep track of who gets told when and who left the room at just the wrong (right?) point to miss our elated announcement. So, if we tell you a second time, please smile, nod and humor us. We’ll need it.
Also, if you have baby stuff you’d like to unload, we’re looking to shop second and third hand on everything but the car seat.
We’re excited, of course, and trying to adjust what we need to adjust as it comes. I’m developing a new appreciation for how much work humans take to create. I also appreciate more how completely cool it is that my body can grow a human. Makes me feel sort of superhuman and magical. It also makes me really, really conscious of what I eat. And breathe.
For a brief period of time, this blog now becomes a pregnancy blog. Because that is where I am in this life. That is my experience, and my stage, and I’m determined to learn how to honor it. However uncomfortable it may be at times. This time will not come again, this first pregnancy. It’s magic, in its own way.
So while I will NOT be regaling you with every single intimate detail (there are other blogs for that) of my pregnancy, this will be a good place to find out what is going on generally with Baby Howell (nickname suggestions for the Peanut are cheerfully accepted via this blog) and the more surprising/interesting aspects of pregnancy. Hopefully, it will be intriguing. It already is for me, and I’m eager to share the journey…to a point.
So from an expanding, hormonal, hungry mom-to-be, I’m happy to welcome in 2012 and announce the shift of focus for this blog to my (our?) new project- Baby (Changing Fruit) Howell.