5 Weeks and 2 Days

That's how pregnant I am. Although I won't publish this or any pregnancy related posts until we tell people, I'll write about it until then. I didn't take belly pictures or journal when I was pregnant with Owen and I regret it. But I was afraid to become overly attached and then have something terrible happen. I was so nervous to be pregnant that I kind of was in denial for most of those nine months. I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to focus on it, I just didn't. This time I'm going to try to be more connected to the pregnancy and the process.



With Owen, I had a great pregnancy, I was active, rarely nauseous and never uncomfortable. Keep your fingers crossed that this one's the same!



I know I didn't want another baby (that's what you're all thinking right?). Matt and I went back and forth for awhile. I love the idea of only one and what kind opportunities that could bring for Owen. One's easier. I like easy. I like comfortable. Babies are hard. They don't sleep. I like to sleep, everyone's happier if I sleep.



Yet alas, 5 weeks and 2 days is how pregnant I am. And I'm excited. I want Owen to have a brother or a sister. I want to have two little people that look like us! I want a bigger-little family. I love what Matt and I have together and adding to that love is amazing. I love Matt more and more each day. I love Owen more and more each day. I'll love this little one, more and more each day! Once it starts to sleep!