~ Meet Cammie
Well, I am already on week 8 of my second pregnancy, so I guess the old saying is true: "Time flies, whether you're having fun or not." Not that I'm not counting my blessings, because I really do, many times a day. It is just that this time around, it is going to be a little more difficult to bask in the bounties of pregnancy.
But first, a little bit about myself. I have lived in the Midwest all of my life, albeit in a couple of different states, and I have to say I love it. I have traveled in the States and abroad, so I am confident that this is where I want to raise my family. It helps that all of my extended family lives within a two or three hour drive. I am very close to my siblings (two of whom live within 10 minutes from me) and to my parents. I want to give my kids the same great childhood my parents gave me, with siblings to share all of the fun. The first step was to find a great guy, and I did! To make a long story short, we met where I work when he came to do some consulting, and I "stalked" him back to his place of business. The rest is history! Dear Husband (DH) is also very close to his family, and his parents live just one town over. It is great to have lots of family close by, for all kinds of reasons. I have always believed in the adage "the more the merrier," and when it comes to celebrating another baby on the way, this is even more true. My sister and I were also pregnant at the same time with our first babies, so my baby girl (BG) and her cousin, a boy, are only 13 days apart in age. We spend a lot of time together,because my sister is my main day care provider (and a fellow RN who works nights, so she understands that I need my long naps during the day!).
I am the mama of one beautiful baby girl. She is 14-months-old, and such a sweetheart. My DH and I say to each other at least once a day, "We have the most beautiful girl in the world," and I swear, we are not biased! I work two days, or rather nights, a week as a nurse in the emergency room. My DH often forgets that I don't sleep on those nights (I believe that most non-night shifters have trouble realizing the truly small amount of sleep we get), but he is very helpful when it comes to taking care of BG. In between working and not sleeping, I have a couple of hobbies – I throw pottery (yes, like on the movie "Ghost"), I sew purses, and I make greeting cards. And of course, I write! We live in a semi-large town in east-central Illinois with lots to do for all ages. The final member of our family is a large black dog named Duke – he is very good with BG, although I really wish he was hairless. And with my ER experience, I know how quickly even a friendly dog can do a lot of damage, so his life has changed quite a bit since BG came home. He spends quite a bit more time outdoors, or on the back porch, than he used to when he was my only "baby." Overall, we have a pretty ordinary life, but I love (almost) every minute of it!
We were very lucky and have not faced many challenges when trying to conceive. My heart goes out to those families that do. For this baby, we initially wanted BG to be two years old or older when the baby was born. However, after a couple of family members had some health scares, we decided to start trying to conceive a little sooner, and luckily, I got pregnant after two months of trying. DH was much more in tune with the schedule this time and was planning out the soonest we could take a pregnancy test. For my first pregnancy, he was much more out of touch, and I got to surprise him with a romantic stay in a hotel as the setting for the big news! But, this time was very fun, too, since he was already so excited. To tell him this time, I made a card with a little poem in it, and then had BG hand it to him when he came home for lunch. It was a great day! To tell other family members, I found a shirt that said "I’m the BIG sister," and we dressed BG up and casually brought her out to see everyone. My dad, who is literally the most baby-crazy grandpa ever, noticed right away, and he was very excited! Just to put things in perspective, he bought me a Mother's Day present the year before we got pregnant with BG, "just in case I became a mother sometime soon, hint, hint!"
So, here I am, 8 weeks pregnant, and boy, is it ever harder than the first one! I look forward to sharing the ups and downs with all of you!