Alright, the Ericksons have a little secret. We’ve been trying to get pregnant for about 2 years… a little under that. Of course, the word trying means different things to different people. We haven’t done ovulation kits or fertility. I just don’t feel like that’s the way to go.
Anyway, we have now come to the marching band break (we take 3 months off so that a prospective child isn’t born during marching band season — plus, it’s important for me to have a break). I really feel like I need breaks in this process. Although it’s nice to know that I can use sudafed and xicam for the next few months it also comes with a big sigh… I’ve gotten prepared to parent three. We bought bunk beds, we bought a minivan, I measured to make sure a crib could still fit in the kids room…
I’m sure many of you have been in this position. SO many people wonder why we aren’t flowing with kiddos. Truth is, it took about 18 months to get pregnant with Spencer. I had NO idea it’d take this long this time. Being Mormon brings the pressure of having loads and loads of kids, and let’s not even go into the people who think I need a girl…
I’ve had suggestions to get the sticks, I’ve had suggestions to go on clomid….problem is, I’m really happy with the way my life is now. My mind keeps going back to Nephi and his bow, long story short — Nephi learns that God doesn’t give us trials that we can’t withstand. However, I have always also believed that we can bring upon ourselves trials that will perhaps be more then we can take — and honestly, perhaps child #3 would be my trial, the one that would bring me to the brink. I don’t deal well with chaos, I don’t deal with without individual time for my kids. I am a very hands-on mom. I watch shows with big families where the older kids parent the little ones and I get sick, it’s just not my style. That doesn’t mean that Conner can’t put toothpaste on S’s toothbrush though.
Anyway, I thought I’d just share this part of our lives. So far it’s mostly been people who we’re really close to that I’ve told. However, I know a lot of my blog readers have been in similar situations. I was hoping to get some kind words and thoughts. None of them involving ovulation kits, or thoughts that perhaps I truly am a man. I can think those thoughts on my own.
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