M came in a time we weren’t really expecting any other children anymore. And at this very moment, we count three months, give or take, before the newborn says hello to this crazy world.
We entered 2024 committing to take care of our mom and fighting the Big C with her. And yet, the Lord gave our family another blessing, or maybe another challenge–to be parents once again to a newborn, given our advanced age. Our priest and pastor friends would joke that we were like Abraham and Sarah. Funny as it seemed, the age we can really now feel, with the sicknesses that comes with it.
It was a bit difficult for me at first to share that I am pregnant at 41. Apart from the high risk pregnancy, there came back my hyperthyroidism, which made diabetes and hypertension say hello from the corner. So I am closely monitored for all of these, and I had to ensure that baby and mommy are fine, that we got past the crucial first trimester, and that I feel good when I tell the world about this pregnancy. Of course I had to tell people at work and at church and clients about my situation and what they can expect when working with me, and finally, after five months, I was able to tell the world about this lovely blessing.
The moment I told social media about my pregnancy, the more I felt bigger. Imagine four months in and I can’t feel anything in my tummy, which made me super worried! But after the mid-pregnancy ultrasound, I must say I was relieved and truly truly happy with the fact that yes my husband and I are still able to bring in another child into the world.
Along with this of course, is the endless preparation for welcoming a newborn. I was even looking for classes since I feel like I’d be needing a refresher. A breastfeeding class would be nice, but Aria reminded me that I can give a workshop to myself as a peer counselor, so I might organize one soon. A lot of friends are also pregnant so a breastfeeding class would sound nice.
So, how do we do this, again? In this Gen Beta age? I asked for some tips on what do I need for the newborn, and I got one good advise from a fellow korista and breastfeeding advocate–the newborn only needs the mother, nothing more. We’ll start with that.
Two days more before the Feast of the Santo Niño, so we’d wish to offer our children, A and M, to Señor Santo Niño, the Christ Child, and may He hold our children so closely to Him, so they can be of good use to humankind and to society, and that they can grow into the persons the Lord intended them to be.
So help me, God!
~ Touringkitty