Sometime in April next year, a little boy is going to come into me and my husband’s life. Yes, I’m 20 weeks pregnant!
Even though it is very common for people to announce their pregnancy in 12 or 14 weeks, but I prefer to hold off my public announcement until I’ve had at least two ultrasounds. So far, except for my horrible ‘morning’ sickness during week 6 to 12 of my pregnancy, everything else is going smoothly.
When I first got married with my husband, I was not even sure that I’m ever going to have a child. I’ve never been a big fan of little ones, and I don’t see what’s all the big fuss about becoming a mom. Don’t get me wrong, moms are great, especially those who raise their children so well. But I don’t see being a mother as an event that makes my life complete, and not being one won’t bother me.
But after doing a lot of thinking for a few years, I find that the pros in having a child in my life weigh more than the cons. I’m not keen to discuss the pros and cons in this blog, because they are personal reasons that not everyone would understand. Sometimes people make their decisions based on their background, whether it’s their ethnicity, nationality, the country where they’re living, their family situation, financial background and many many more. I’m not one who does things spontaneously, especially not something as important as having a child. I won’t do it just because. Based on me and my husband’s personal reasons, and the fact that we’re actually ready, we’ve finally decided to have a child.
Does it scares me? Oh yes. And I’m not talking about all those sleepless nights I’m going to have after the baby is born. I am sure that’s just a small part of being parents when being compared to other things that could happen, especially when he’s older. But when I think about it, millions other women in this world became a mother, including my own mom. My mom is not a traditional mother, and she’s definitely not the type of mom who thinks too much about motherhood, or trying to prove to the world that she’s a great mom. But I’ve always looked up to her, because she’s unapologetic about not being one, and she doesn’t care about what the world (or her friends) think. There are so many other things that women can be good at, other than becoming the perfect mom.
Nevertheless, I am actually very excited to welcome my little man in April next year. I really do not know what to expect when having a new born. I don’t know how hard/easy it’s going to be, and how I’m going to cope with blogging while taking care of my new born. But like I said, there are harder things in this world than becoming a new mom. I’m just going to prepare myself to enjoy this beautiful journey.