The Kings of Huntsville

Reflecting

I’ve been thinking a lot about Phoebe’s birth lately. I will fight the urge to retype it all here, since it is all in that post. I think this reflection is understandable, considering my current state. I didn’t write much about how I felt in that post. I remember being anxious, excited, nervous, and scared to death. I was facing a surgery that I did not intend on having. When she was born, I was overjoyed. Hearing her cry that first time is one of the best sounds I’ve heard in my life.

As this pregnancy is nearing its mid-point, I find myself constantly thinking of that day Phoebe was born. We will plan a C-section with this one. That was a decision that I did not take lightly, and sometimes I still wonder about it. The good news is that now I know what to expect with that, so it is perhaps less scary than the other option. But I think that any surgery is still scary, even if I’ve already been through it once. It should be a bit more relaxed this time. And not in the middle of the night!

I know we’ll be just fine in the end. In several more months, I very much look forward to meeting this new little person. For now… I have to go back to organizing my whole house!