The Announcement
I have mentioned this in a post before, I believe, but I always wanted to start a family a little younger, as I was always conscious of my parents ages. I wanted to make sure my babies got to know their grandparents more than I got to know mine. However, that obviously didnt happen early enough for my dad. He was able to be "there" through my first two pregnancies, he got to see my tummy grow, feel the kicks, hear about the appointments, the cravings, the symptoms. This time, he doesnt really get to experience any of it. I thought sharing with him that we were pregnant again would be hard, I just knew I'd cry, but the moment really wasnt what I expected it to be. There were no tears, and there wasnt any happiness, it was what it always is, nothing. He didnt even look at me, which is typical these days (except when you first see him), he didn't try to hold my hand, or make any sounds or movement. He just was. And somehow it wasnt even devastating, just acceptanc