I'm going to be a nervous preggo. Without going to into too much detail, DH and I will need to abstain for a little while because I'm too anxious. We were together last night. Wonderful. I spotted afterwards. Not so wonderful. I knew spotting afterwards was very likely due to irritation and that it's absolutely normal. But I seriously do not like it. I'll need to wait a bit longer until possible irritation is less of an issue. Oy. I'm glad DH is so understanding. It doesn't hurt that he's nearly as nervous as I am.
On a slightly different topic, I was wondering how I'm going to tell mom about this. She's not one for children. I know she'll think we're crazy trying for children ourselves. Please don't get me wrong: she loved my brother and me. She raised us well, but we were a handful.
Well, however difficult breaking the news will be for me, it must have been several times worse for her when she was pregnant. Mom was still living at home when I first came along. My brother followed two years later. Neither of us was planned. I cannot fathom how she told my grandparents. Nanny and Dad were very devout Catholics. The news would have upset them very, very much. Dad, especially. He wasn't what one would call a patient man. He was a good man but gruff. Very intimidating.
But Dad would have been a picnic compared to Nonni, Dad's mother and my great-grandmother. Nonni was living with my grandparents at that time (Nanny and Dad were part of the original sandwich generation). She was a formidable woman: old school Catholic still holding tightly to the traditions she brought with her from the old country. From what little I remember of her, she scared me. How would she have handled the news - an unwed woman still living at home with first one, then two children? I'm sure she'd have let her opinions known, in Italian, of course, since she refused to speak English if she didn't have to. How on Earth did mom tell her? And then continue to live with her under the same roof?
Whatever else, I'm grateful not to be in mom's situation. I have a husband. I am not living at home. Nonni is long gone. However difficult it will be for me to tell my mother, she must have gone through much worse.
I know she's going to bring up my age . . . .
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I looked up the meanings of the names we picked out years ago. Kathleen means "innocence" or "pure, little one"; Matthew, "gift of God." What do you know? They're both perfect.
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I worried, too, and I'm the 9th of 9 in a family of devout Catholics. I just *knew* they were going to bring up my age, the fact that I live a thousand miles from home, etc.
They didn't! To a person, they were supportive.
I'll keep your situation in my prayers.
(FWIW, my mom was 40 when I was born. And that was 1972!)
Yes...my mom was almost 40 when I was born...however...I was the youngest of 5. Your mother may surprise you...she may feel differently about being a grandma....her job will be to have fun with your child and spoil. That's different from raising children.
Your faith story must be so interesting....that you are such a faithful Catholic, and I'm guessing your mom not so much (since she would be surprised that you even want to have children)? I hope you will tell us more someday!
I agree with the others; your mom will probably be supportive, and being a grandma is a great joy quite different from being the parent.
FYI, my mom was 23 when she had me (her second and last baby), and I am 43 (next month) and pregnant.
I like both names - Kathleen - 2 dear relatives have that name and Matthew - he is the Patron Saint of my profession - accounting & finance (so I am a bit biased in that way). I would love to incorporate both of those names sometime as well as I hope we will be having children. God Bless and I will continue to pray for you and the little one! God Bless!
What do you know. Accounting and finance? That's DH's original field, and Matthew is the name he suggested. Ironic.
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