#2 did not take long to join us (much like her brother). As an older mom, I am eternally grateful that I did not struggle with fertility issues. And I’m always sending prayers for those of you who are struggling.
We had a date night scheduled and I decided to take a test a few days early. Really, I wanted to know if I should have some wine or not. I looked at that stick, and there she was.
The Good, The Bad and The Ugly of Advanced Maternal Age
For this pregnancy, I was definitely on the ADVANCED MATERNAL AGE track. Sweet Boy’s early arrival also added to the extra care I received. There was no medical explanation for my water breaking early, so the doctors watched for everything. I was at the office at least 3 times a month. Some parts of the extra care were wonderful, but some were not. I loved being eligible for the 13 week DNA blood test. It was so cool to tell people that we were having a girl right away. The weekly hormone shots in the bum–not so cool.
My husband was the one to administer them. As much as I didn’t like getting the shots, I’m pretty sure that, joking aside, he liked giving them to me even less.
Having an ultrasound every two weeks to watch our baby girl grow– awesome. Cervix checks every two weeks–not so awesome.
Honestly, being pregnant with a toddler in tow was not as tough as you might think. Sweet Boy had such an easy going temperament. He sat quietly in his stroller during all my appointments with nothing more than PBS kids on my phone and a few goldfish. His asthma did start to show up that winter, but he was so cuddly when he was sick that I didn’t mind. Plus, he was excited for his new sister to arrive. I could already tell what a good big brother he was going to be.
Thankfully, there were only a few minor issues with my second pregnancy. I needed a C-section because you just can’t fit a 15 cm head through a 5 cm hole, but Girlie arrived safely and healthy at just under 10 pounds.
I didn’t feel like an old mom at all. Yeah, I could totally handle this. (Can you hear 41-year-old me laughing at 39-year-old me?)
