As I write this, my wife Anna, who is sleeping in the bed beside me, is six weeks pregnant with our second child. Our two-year-and-four-months-old daughter, Jessica, is sleeping down the hall in her "big girl room," the room we moved her into so that the room adjacent to ours could be her little brother's or sister's when that time comes. Jessica does not know that in a little over seven months she will become a big sister; no one besides Anna and me knows it, and we won't begin telling people for another six weeks.
We are excited about this new addition to our family, but also a tad nervous. It's easy to forget all the little stresses and sources of worry that inevitably accompany a pregnancy, but when you're pregnant again--or your wife is--they all come tumbling back.
Anna's pregnancy with Jessica was not the smoothest--there were a couple of trips to the emergency room, a night in the hospital around 27 weeks, a condition called placenta previa to deal with, gestational diabetes, and the unexpected delivery by C-section exactly three weeks before the due date. But it gave us our beautiful daughter, and it was all worth it.
Nonetheless, we hope that this one will go a little more smoothly.
--Chris
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