Baby Number Two Coming Along Nicely Share

February 10, 2010

So, call me an excited father, but I am really pumped by this second pregnancy. Beckah and I of course have planned and talked about being pregnant and when we wanted to do it for a LONG time. So far, everything has gone perfect. I mean absolutely perfect. The timing, the insurance policy, the money, the job. This is all from my perspective. Beckah has been sick with what the Websites call typical pregnancy first trimester hormone stuff. She might not call it perfect. But, it's perfect in the sense that everything is ticking right along in terms of the overall plan. Her being sick is unfortunately part of it I think, even though many women don't get sick at all, or not very much. Poor Beckah takes the brunt of that part. My only suffering is watching while being totally helpless and feeling on the edge of guilty about the whole thing.

So, now that I think I have paid my respect to Beckah's feelings, allow me to tell you how excited I am about this baby. With London's pregnancy everything was brand new. I didn't know which way was up or what to expect in terms of the pregnancy or the birth or anything. I'm not about to call myself an expert at anything, but I remember what was happening with London, and can relate to it. It's still exciting of course and I love going through the steps. For example today we are officially in week 9 of the pregnancy. I looked up the gestational development at this week and was struck with a few thoughts.

First, how any thinking adult could choose abortion as an option is beyond me. I read that toes are developing and growth is happening. But the most amazing thing that struck me was that the baby will move if touched at this age. My unborn child knows when he's being touched and will react to it. That is absolutely profound considering that the child is less than an inch in size. I went with Beckah and London to Beckah's first official meeting with our ob/gyn, the same Dr. that delivered London, Dr. Moreland. Pretty routine stuff. Everything was healthy all the way around by the way.

The sex of the child is all ready chemically and physically determined but I have no idea what it could be. I think its fair to say for the ages that I want a boy. I don't think I will hurt any feelings with that statement. But what if it's a girl? That is also exciting to me. Living with London is so cool, and I totally get the daddy/daughter relationship. She loves to see me and can recognize me across a room and I think she likes me! If this child is another daughter I will be happy. We will save lots of money because we will get to use toys and decorations and clothes again.

Could be a boy though, right? Last night Beckah and I went for a walk (seriously one of the most exciting things I have done with my wife this entire year so far) and we saw two neighborhood boys playing. They were about 6 or 7 years old. They were shrieking and yelling and chasing cars and having a good time. I liked it. I enjoyed their enthusiasm and energy. Then later I thought to myself, "Can you imagine taking that home?" Whoa. I am undaunted though. I was told that I was a calm child and I will make it a point to pass that on. If we have a boy he will be a good boy. He will carry on the Greenwood name and serve Christ. He will be smart and handsome. Even if that means I do have to buy all new clothes and it is more expensive I would relish the opportunity to raise a boy.

Either way I am a very happy dad. London is getting to where you can sit down one time and teach her a new word and she knows it. She repeats things faster, she annunciates her words better and better with each passing day. I am so immensely proud of her. You should hear what strangers say about her. She is regularly complimented on her eyes and her hair. In fact, when Beckah and I go out and London is not complimented, we say to each other, "I didn't hear any compliments on London. That was weird."

This second baby does have some big shoes to fill. Beckah and I have joked about that because London is just an insanely good child. My feelings tell me that this child is going to have no problem. I would love for London and this second baby to get along and help each other as they grow up. I can see London helping this second child with homework and with playing. What can I say? I'm just excited, no matter what the future holds. I thank God for my family daily. Despite my imperfections I am blessed beyond measure. I don't know how I got here but I'm holding on to it with all that I am.

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