Ok, not really :) If you know us, you know that both Ryan and I come from families with three kiddos, and while we have been a bit side-lined the last few years (health issues, buying a house, surviving the general insanity of life), it seemed like it was finally the right time to become a family of five.
To preemptively answer the question I've already been asked a few times - no, we were not trying for another baby to "get a girl". Don't get me wrong, girls are great! But having a third child was part of our bigger vision for our family, regardless of gender. We are truly excited for another boy to round out our little trio of little men, and blessed that so far baby seems healthy and thriving, and, after all, isn't that what matters most? And I LOVE being a boy mom. It is equal parts hilarious+disgusting+precious :)
To preemptively answer the question I've already been asked a few times - no, we were not trying for another baby to "get a girl". Don't get me wrong, girls are great! But having a third child was part of our bigger vision for our family, regardless of gender. We are truly excited for another boy to round out our little trio of little men, and blessed that so far baby seems healthy and thriving, and, after all, isn't that what matters most? And I LOVE being a boy mom. It is equal parts hilarious+disgusting+precious :)
The journey, as with the first two pregnancies, has not been easy. I have been incredibly sick since day 1. We're talking completely non-functional, cannot get out of bed without meds, and only slightly functional with meds. I always love it when people say "Oh I was a little sick when I was pregnant too".
Please let me be VERY clear. I have not been a little sick. Every single day for the last 2 months straight I've been wishing and praying for the constant, morning afternoon and night nausea to subside. For even just a few minutes of relief. Rocking back and forth while trying to force myself to eat something, only for it to come back up minutes later. For my lips to not be cracked and bleeding because I can't seem to get enough water down to stay properly hydrated.
Sorry for the additional unnecessary information, but I generally go into "hide mode" as soon as we find out I'm preggo, and I literally don't leave my house except for trying to survive through work and fake acting like I'm fine for a few hours. So most people, even close friends and family have no idea about how terrible this stage of pregnancy is for me. Probably only Ryan can attest to the absolutely misery, and in a way, temporary depression, that this causes me.
This is not meant to be a pity party, I feel VERY blessed to have a healthy growing baby inside of me. But I know I'm not the only one who has suffered from severe sickness while pregnant, so please don't feel alone. It can be debilitating and exhausting, you can feel like it's never going to end. It will, I promise.
Ok, enough of the downer stuff, on to the fun stuff!
We've been calling this little kiddo FB, Future Baby, for the last year or so. Now that the future is an actual reality, it's been hard to shake, so we've stuck with FB. Baby Boy #3 should be joining us at the end of June, unless he decides to be early like Axel and Arlo. We are incredibly excited and cannot wait for summer.
Axel and Arlo are both super stoked, though I think the reality won't hit them until summer that mom and dad won't be spending all of their time with them :) We waited quite a while to tell the boys that I was pregnant for a few reasons. I had emergency Fallopian tube surgery when I was 18 (super fun way to spend senior year spring break BTW ;)) and the complications from that make me high risk in early pregnancy, so obviously we didn't want to share the news too soon with them. Also, since we knew I would be very sick, we didn't want the kids going into this with a chip on their shoulder, thinking Mom can't do anything anymore because she's always sick and that it's new baby's fault. I know, probably waaaay above their thought process level at this age, but introducing the idea of a third baby, especially when the the first two are SO close in age and the best of friends, we really wanted to try to avoid any potential pitfalls. Truly, for the last two months, Arlo has asked where my "puke bucket" is any time I am without it, and Axel has tried his hardest not to "get sick" from Mommy (he thought that I had the flu)... In a way, there were so many humorous moments before they knew I was pregnant, but in other moments, it was heartbreaking to be so incapable of being a present mom and caregiver.
Even before we told them, we had the "well, if we ever had another baby..." chat several times. Both boys had "decided" they wanted a brother which worked well since we're expecting some strong XY chomosomes from the Lindstedt side. Axel has, even before we told him that we were pregnant, said that he wanted another baby and for it's name to be Lenny. This has been one of the most adorable things for Ryn and I to giggle about as Axel "prayed for Lenny" prior to knowing I was preggo. I've warned him that Lenny will be a hard sell as we have close friends with a cute little kiddo with this name, but we're letting him keep his dreams for now :)
So if you're looking for prayer requests, here are a few for right now:
- I am finally able to be a bit more functional, but am still feeling pretty sick, so prayers that I would start to feel significantly better so that I can catch up on basically everything I have been unable to do for the last 2 months.
- That Baby boy will grow well and healthy, but also perhaps a bit smaller then his brothers (The first two babes were BIG. Axel was 2 weeks early and 9 lbs, Arlo was 1 week early and 10 lbs.) :)
- We are trying to research vehicles that hold 3 car seats, as we'll likely be saying goodbye to our grand ol' Accord prior to baby's arrival. So if anyone has any recommendations, we're all ears!
- That we (Ryn and I) will be able to prepare the boys as well as possible for this future transition. We know that everything will change, and we just want to do our best to ease them into this new life with a brand new sibling.
