I’m half way through this pregnancy, and have just learned my first parenting lesson.
Ever since I found out I was pregnant, Andrew and I decided we were going to find out the sex of the baby.
Weeks had flown by and FINALLY this was the week we were going to find out if I was going to have to buy pink or blue chore boots for our little one.
I had built up so much anticipation into that moment at the doctor, I could hardly wait to get into the office. I had this scene played out in my head where the Dr. would say what our little munchkin was going to be and Andrew and I would be so overjoyed in that moment and so excited to FINALLY know what we were going to be seeing in another 20 weeks.
We get to the ultrasound room and the Dr. is making several comments about how good of pictures he’s able to get and how everything was looking great. Until we get to the.. boy/girl parts of the baby. THIS was the moment I was waiting for.
Our baby decided to be modest that day and block it’s boy/girl parts with it’s little feet, preventing mom and dad from seeing what exactly we were dealing with.
The Dr. tried getting the baby to just stretch out those little legs so we could just get a quick glimpse of it.
Our baby decides not to cooperate while it’s not even out of my womb yet. That would be my child. If there is anything that both Andrew and I’s families both know.. Is that each one of us can just be a little stubborn. This would totally happen to us.
The next time that we would be able to see the baby’s parts would be when I was 30 weeks, which we felt was kind of pointless. SO, that being said we took this all as a sign and decided that we are NOT going to find out what this baby is until it’s much awaited birthday.
So here’s the lesson. For those that know me I AM A PLANNER. I have planned out mostly my entire life. I knew where I was going to college my sophomore year of High School. I knew what my degree was going to be in, too. I planned my wedding almost as soon as I was engaged.. And had 9 months to do so. I actually plan things for my job! I am an trade show planner. Let’s just say… I AM A PLANNER.
Back to the lesson.. I am not going to be able to plan absolutely everything with this baby. Most likely not anything, and this was my first taste of that. I’m going to have to let go of my compulsive planning disorder and get a better grip on learning to go with the flow. *Luckily a small lesson such as this came before baby comes, it’ll be a big enough adjustment as it is.
I almost feel as though this were a little nudge from The Lord Almighty that hey- you better get ready Nicole. This baby is going to change your life forever. But, always for the better.
So, if you think of me.. Pray that I work on my compulsive planning disorder and have the grace and patience to change my ways to fit my growing family.
What were some of your first parenting lessons?