I was pregnant again! We were over the moon. Mia was just 16 months old. I barely felt pregnant. I was finally having an easy pregnancy. Don’t get too jealous, I still had an overly crazy toddler I was chasing around. I remember running around with her all day and after finally putting her to bed I would sit down to put my swollen feet up. I would think, “Oh yeah I am pregnant” then quickly fall asleep. I ate a lot of organic toddler/baby food from those squeeze pouches in my purse. I took a job as a Nurse working in an eye clinic and we were doing great. Ian would watch Mia on the days that I would work and we were happy.
The second time around I worried less. I did less ultrasounds and used a different doctor. I was really happy. Although Ian was really hoping for a boy, I really wanted a girl. I always thought I would love a house full of boys and never imagined myself as a girl mom, but I was loving it. I loved all the little things about Mia. I loved playing princesses and dress-up. I loved that she loved tea parties and tutus. I only had brothers and I thought it would be magical for my little girl to have a sister that shared her love from all things pink. (I know a boy can love all things pink too but I really wanted another girl) I never voiced it to Ian but I felt like my baby was going to be a girl the entire time. When we finally had our 20 week ultrasound I saw Ian’s face drop for a moment when they announced we were having a baby girl. He looked at Mia who jumped up and down and he shed a tear. It was a special moment. The moment he realized he was going to be surrounded with women who loved him his whole life. With women who would always be there for him. He gave me a big hug and we took our little princess out for lunch. It was December. We celebrated our holidays at my parents house in Ohio and gave them the exciting news. When we returned to our home in January my nesting syndrome set in. I went crazy. I was organizing the entire house and stressing about preschools and costs and our future. Ian would sit on the couch with a big smile always saying everything was going to be okay.
There was one night, Ian was sitting on the couch reading a script. I asked him what he was reading and he said it was some crazy script about sharks and tornados. He put it aside and said there was no way he was doing it. He told me some of the story line and I giggled. I didn’t think it was that bad. I said it sounded very science fiction and my mom would love watching it. She loves all things science fiction. He was worried that it would be a miss step in his career and he was definitely not doing it. I asked when they were looking to start and he said right away. I then asked what they were paying and when he told me the answer I realized it would solve our need of him meeting his insurance quota for the year. He had to do it. It just made sense. I didn’t care what the movie was. Who was going to watch it? It would go straight to TV and my mom would be one of the science fiction lovers who watches it. Who cares. I stood there with Mia on my hip, me 7 months pregnant and I told my husband to go to work.
He started filming right away. He had long days and was filming in freezing cold waters. When he would walk through the door and try to complain I would look at him with no pity. I was 8 months pregnant and chasing around a toddler. I was exhausted. I would jump in freezing water and sit in hair and makeup any day for a break!
At the end of filming we completely forgot about the silly shark and tornado film that he did. We moved on. We didn’t even mention it to our friends or family. The first of April I heard him on the phone with his agent. I heard him say, ” I don’t know how my wife will feel about this but I will talk to her…” I jumped right in! Feel about what?? He told me he had an offer to host Chippendale’s in Las Vegas and he would be starting the week Penna was due. First I asked if he had to get into Chippendales’ shape and he said yes, second I needed to know if it was going to help our family and it was so I told him to go to work! I would be fine.
We celebrated Mia’s 2nd birthday the weekend before her birthday. I figured I would have more energy that weekend instead of getting too close to my due date. We threw her a Fairy Tea Party at our house with her 5 best friends. We released butterflies and the girls had a magical time. Her birthday was that coming Friday so I scheduled my weekly checkup for the Thursday before. While at the doctors they said I didn’t have any amniotic fluid and that the baby was measuring way to small. They wanted to induce me right away. It was 5pm. I went home and gathered Ian. Mia went to her best friends house and I got to the hospital about 7pm. We started a slow induction. I did an epidural for the night while my body prepared for labor. I slept well and at 6am on April 25th I felt a strong pressure. We yelled for the nurse and in walked my doctor. She took a peak and I was 10 cm dilated. 2 pushes later and a tiny little Penna was born. She was perfectly healthy. 6lbs 10oz and 22 inches long. She was beautiful. She wouldn’t stop staring at me. There was so much love. She was pink and happy and breastfed with0ut a problem. She was perfect. I felt like my world was complete. She was so peaceful.
My girls ended up with the same birthday. Mia was thrilled. She was given the best birthday present ever, a forever best friend.