We Told the Kids!

Tuesday, December 30th, is when the morning sickness started rearing it's ugly head. By Thursday, January 1st, I was an emotional wreck, and I stayed housebound (and mostly bed-ridden) until I went to pick up my kids from their dad's on Sunday. I was laid up with nausea and seriously fatigued. I'm not sure if it was the hormones that was making me so tired or if being nauseated was so overwhelming that all I wanted to do was sleep. Either way, I was not ready to be back on a schedule.

But like most generations of women before me, I had to suck it up and deal with it. I still wasn't feeling good on Monday, and I realized that me being sick without an explanation would affect my kids. I at least wanted to wait until we got our first ultrasound, but I realized that, at this rate, the morning sickness could potentially last beyond our ultrasound, and that's a long time for the kids to see Mommy lazing around on the couch, lethargic, sick, nauseated.

And since it would be another 14 days until we were scheduled for our first ultrasound, my husband and I thought it would be best to go ahead and tell the kids so they had an understanding of why I felt so sick all the time.

We called them to the family room, and my husband told them the news that they were going to have a baby brother or sister. My oldest daughter was so excited! She was dancing around, singing, and ecstatic about the prospect of having another brother or sister. It took my youngest a few moments to get used to the idea of a baby brother or sister. She was in disbelief. She looked at me with her big, puppy-dog, brown eyes while they brimmed with tears, "Are you really going to have a baby?"

I said, "Yes, Sweetheart. You're going to be a big sister."

She said she didn't know why she was crying, but she said she wasn't sad. I think the news shocked her quite a bit. My oldest asked to call her best friend to tell her the news. We talked about when the baby would be due, and how old each child would be when the baby was born.

All in all, the news of a baby was accepted well by the kids. Each had her own reaction, and they are very excited to help out. We still want to wait until we've gotten past the first trimester (February 15th) before we make our announcement public, but it would be nice to have some emotional support from my peeps on social media, as this morning sickness is kicking my ass! Until then, my husband is the family's hero. He works 48 hours per week (lately), and he's been doing the dishes, laundry, and cooking our meals while I work just to stay upright without wanting to hurl. I consider myself the luckiest wife and mommy.