Isn't it? Earlier this year my husband and I were hoping for him to get a 'permanent' job with health insurance so we could start trying for our second child. As things went, we're still waiting for that while he moves from one temp job to the next as soon as they end, just to keep money in the house. Because of this, we decide that even though we wanted a second child before now, we'll wait, and see how things go after his current temp job.
We're careful, not wanting to add to a family we can barely support living like this, paycheck to paycheck, job to job, borrowing money from my in-laws to be sure that bills are payed, and there's food and diapers in the house, and that our son has season appropriate clothes to wear that fit.
And yet...we are now officially expecting our second child. I'm beyond sick...pretty much all the time. Some days it's so bad that if I try to move from either sitting, or laying down, I spend the next 15-20 minutes in the bathroom dry heaving. I was never this sick with Nicolai...I'm exhausted, trying to keep up with a 2 year old, not eating enough because of the nausea, and just the normal tired that starts to set in with the hormone changes. I just don't remember being THIS tired with Nicolai, either, until much later in the pregnancy.
I find myself often wishing I had listened better to my mother, and her sisters, when they warned that once you have your first (in our family at least) all it takes is your husband LOOKING at you to get pregnant again. *laughs* Obviously that's an exaggeration, but not much of one. When my parents got pregnant with my baby sister, they were using 3 forms of birth control, and nothing had happened to affect any one, let alone all three. I know I've at least 2 cousins that were conceived through strict birth control, too. So, yeah, I should have taken those warnings more seriously. Given that with my baby sister through 3 forms...well...obviously the only 100% sure thing is to not have sex at all...
My husband and I are both feeling blessed, and worried. We want this baby...we just didn't want it yet. So we're doing all we can to be ready, applying for aid for at least the medical end of things so that we aren't only going in for checkups when we happen to have the 'extra' cash to afford it. Pregnancy is too important to treat that way. And we're hoping that Bran will get good news on a job, and soon.
What does this mean for my DA accounts? Well...until I can work on something for more than a few minutes without feeling like I am going to vomit, my art will come even slower than it already is. For my stock accounts, it means that there will be much pregnant stock coming in as soon as I am 1: showing, and 2: feeling well enough to do the running back and forth to the camera to set the timer, and pose and all that lovely stuff...or just well enough to pose if
or another friend who has offered to photograph me, or my husband, are available to be my photographers. So...if there are any pregnant stock requests, please feel free to make them. I'll see what I can do about doing photoshoots to fulfill those requests.
It also means that once I finish my current 'to do' list I'll be re-opening my commissions, with slightly altered rules, and prices, and such. And no, I'm not asking for donations. There are plenty of other people here on DA alone that need money more than I do from those willing to just give it to them. I'd rather you help them while things are still remotely stable for my family. Afterall, we do have other family members who are helping us stay afloat so to speak.
It also means a great likely hood of many fairly random journal updates as things change, in our life, and with the pregnancy because I know I have at least 1 or 2 watchers who are friends, and who care, that are more likely to get such news through my journals here than through the limited contact I have with them otherwise.