I am just about a month away from giving birth to my third child, a baby
boy. I have a sweet and responsible four-year-old boy and a spunky,
independent two-year-old girl. My husband and I have been married for
eleven years and I am well into my mid-thirties. Each of my children
will have been born in a different state. We started in California,
moved to Virginia, and are now living in the state of Washington. Our
parenting journey has been a wild one so far and yet we felt brave
enough to add a third child to the mix.
You could say my hands
feel very full these days. Being pregnant a third time around has
definitely been a new experience. Balancing the physical and emotional
hurdles of pregnancy while keeping up with two rambunctious little ones
leaves me exhausted at the end of each day. But as I approach the end of
this pregnancy and will have our baby boy in my arms soon, I know it
will all be worth it.
Throw in the pandemic of this last year and
a lot of challenges our world has faced, and it has all brought new
light to my role as a mother. Just like so many, I see my life a little
differently. I am more thankful for the little things. And ultimately it
is my family that is most important to me. I know this better now than
ever. And as we add another tiny human to our little gang, I am so
grateful for the perspective I now have.
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