Hi, I’m Issy, and I’ve been asked to share a little of my pregnancy journey with you guys, so I figure I may as well start with who I am.
I’m a mum to two crazy kids who are 5 and 3, and I am currently 14 weeks pregnant with our next – and yes, it was planned (this question seems to come up way more when you venture past two).
Both of our kids were born at St John of God Bendigo Hospital – although we did almost drop our private health after the first birth because it was so straight forward. We considered it for all of about a minute before I remembered that they tend to kick you out of public hospitals about 24 hours after your second birth, and it freaked me out that I wouldn’t be surrounded by nurses on that dreaded day three – so we kept it.
Oh, if you haven’t had a baby yet and you’re wondering what day three is all about, it’s basically when your milk comes in and your boobs turn to boulders, and subsequently you cry because you realise that your body is no longer yours.
But I digress, and I do that a bit, so sorry in advance.
So – birth two. Even quicker than the first (although with a much bigger head) – which meant that I needed every last minute of lying in bed and not going home to a full on toddler.
So many people told me that it’s different the second time around, and that I’d want to be home as soon as I could. I’m still not sure why I’m friends with these people, or what their homes are like (do they have maids?), but I absolutely lapped up every day of being brought brilliant food (it totally got better in the two and half years since the first) and not having to worry about things at home.
Plus, my eldest loved her special time with her dad, and I loved properly bonding with my new little one before having to face reality.
After baby number two we dropped our private health – temporarily.
Luckily we were still in the cooling off period when we realised that we needed to go to sleep school and quickly got it back. Then, after sleep school, every time the conversation came up again about insurance, hubby would get a little twinkle in his eye and suggest we keep it, 'just in case'.
So, here we are again, our ‘just in case’, turned into a ‘maybe we should’, turned into two double lines.
I’m looking forward to taking you guys along for the ride.
