it's that time again

Josh, Kate, and I are expecting the arrival of a new Bailey some time in May. :-) We've had a fun time announcing our news this weekend. It all began with a phone call on Friday night, where we debuted Kate's "Big Sister" shirt. I'll hopefully get a picture up soon, but here's the basic gist of it. On the front it reads, "I have a secret." On the back it reads, "I'm going to be a big sister." I guess when I say phone call that is a bit misleading. We "called" my parents on Skype & using our webcam we showed them Kate's shirt. Then, on Saturday, we had the Bailey clan over for burgers. We let Kate toddle around in the shirt & it was a full 30 minutes before anyone read it carefully! When Lydia had arrived, I told her privately what the shirt said. She shared her news with Mima, but Mima didn't believe her! She just thought it was Lydia telling a story about Kate being a big sister, just like Lydia. In the end, it was Lisa who first read it & realized the meaning. We had fun letting other people slowly figure out that something was going on in the kitchen with lots of hugs & squeals.

This morning we announced it at church & I got in touch with my sisters. We have a line in our prayer bulletin for pregnant mothers & this line has had someone in it for the last several years (at least 2) continuously. Just last week, it had nobody's name for the first time, and lo and behold -- I was pregnant. Everyone at church had a good laugh about that. We just can't escape those pregnant ladies! I guess it should be no surprise since many of us got married within two years of each other (as many as 6 couples) &, of course, there are people still having children who were married long before my "generation" & some after.

I'm about 5 weeks along & have felt great so far. (I was still feeling great at this time last pregnancy.) I'm hoping I won't have to start the "puke watch" again. But, I've tried to make a list of things to do before I might get sick. Make food & stash in the freezer. Get a hair cut. Pick a doctor. Meet some doulas. Make lesson plans. Hopefully, my mental preparedness will aid me this time round.