It fills me with joy to announce that Ryan and I are expecting our sweet little rainbow baby this summer. We could not be more thrilled to complete our family with one more little one. As many of you know, we went through a bit of a journey to end up here but I am confident this is our baby.
The boys could not be happier. Jack is begging for a sister, Hudson is hoping for a brother, and Ben just tells us all to “shhhhh. Bebe is seeping.” (It’s great practice for the big show.)
I am feeling well. A lot better now that the first trimester is behind me. I have energy and my appetite back, nausea is out of the picture and I have been working with a trainer to try and save myself from dreaded pregnancy back pain. (Thanks Terra ❤️)
When they find out I’m expecting, most people ask where we will deliver. Having my baby in my own bedroom with a medical professional by my side was exactly the right choice for me and I look forward to another home birth.
Another question I have been getting is if I feel any different this time around. I get it. The real question there is “do you think it is a girl?” The answer is “I feel the same as I did every other go around.” It’s cool though. A family of four boys would be awesome. I can see it now, “The Sullivan Brothers.” Their lore will spread far and wide.
Then again, since this really is our last one, a little girl would be lovely. Lovely and terrifying (if I’m being honest.) I mean, I was the only girl in the family and man was I spoiled and moody. A delightful comb0.
I know this sounds cliche, but I will be genuinely happy with either a boy or a girl. I am just hoping our baby is healthy.
With love from Detroit,