
The size of my family is not for public discussion.
I’m currently pregnant, again. A baby that was very much wanted by both my husband and I and a baby that took a lot of energy, doctors appointments, emotional turmoil and medication to make a reality.
When we announced the impending arrival of our first baby we were greeted with happiness, elation even. We were starting a family and those around us couldn’t be happier. Excitement continued to grow and he finally made his way into the world he was greeted with love and adoration by everyone around him. The announcement of my second baby was welcomed with equal excitement; a sibling for our boy to grow up with who is equally as cherished. But when the time came to announce our newest bundle of joy, it seemed some people had different ideas.
