That’s right: Ryan and I are expecting our first baby this February!
We have been through a lot during this pregnancy, so we are anxiously awaiting the day when we get to hold our sweet boy in our arms. I can’t speak for Ryan, but about 90% of my thoughts over the past few months have been centered around our baby and his health. Someday, when I’m ready, I’ll share our story in hopes that it will lighten the burden of just one other person out there, but for now, I’m just trying hard to not let time slip away from me.
Today is Thanksgiving – a day I’ve always spent with family, eating delicious food and enjoying each other’s company. However, since Ryan worked today, we are postponing the big family dinner until this weekend. But I did spend this morning with my mom and dad – and we did eat delicious food and enjoyed each other’s company. And then I got to lazy-away the afternoon with my two doggies. So, all in all, it was a pretty fantastic Thanksgiving.
However, while I was watching a Friends marathon (thank you, TBS!), it occurred to me that this Thanksgiving will be the last one Ryan and celebrate with just the two of us. With all the “firsts” coming up for us, I really never thought of all the “lasts” coming our way too. We already celebrated our last birthdays and anniversary as a family of two, and pretty soon we’ll do the same with Christmas and New Year’s.
Don’t get me wrong: I’m so looking forward to motherhood and all the wonders (and challenges) that come with it. And I know that Ryan and I will enjoy every second of every new memory we make with our son, but I can’t deny how sad I am knowing that I will have to share my best friend’s time and attention from now on. We’ve been married for a little over 4 years, and in that time our little family has just been “us”. But with the most important event in our lives quickly approaching, I know our priorities will change significantly, and “us” will no longer include just the two of us.
Every choice in life comes with the good and the bad, and while I know that the good that comes with our child will be the highlight of our lives, I can’t ignore the bad. So, Ryan, I promise I’m going to make the absolute most of every minute we have together – not only until our family expands by two little feet, but for the rest of our lives. You’re my best friend, and I’m so thankful for all we have shared. Baby makes three, but this family started out with me and you. And we’re going to conquer this parenting thing together. Just the two of us.