02/14/2025
Little story of *Luck for Love Day🩵💫
In the grand scheme of things, getting pregnant with baby #2 really wasn’t difficult. We are the “lucky ones” I kept reminding myself. Quit complaining, quit trying to rush it (as I often do). We have the daughter we always dreamed of, I’m healthy, my husband is healthy. It will happen when it’s supposed to.
When we would share with family and friends that we wanted another baby, they often asked what I pictured. I think I always replied “Three girls, not that I wouldn’t want a boy, I just don’t picture that for our family.” When Jamie & I discussed names I had several girl names picked out that I loved, but always just one boy name (just in case).
Flash back to last September, Eloise turned 4 and we threw her a Taylor Swift birthday party to celebrate. As party favors I bought a big pack of like 100 beaded friendship bracelets. All different colors and designs. Most of them were gone by the end of the party (or Eloise had hoarded them in random spots for safe keeping). I saved a few for myself thinking they’d be cute to wear at the beach over the summer. I put them in my jewelry box, and honestly, totally forgot about them.
This week I got fully dressed for the first time in ages. Finally feeling like myself after a reallllllly long first trimester. Bright colors it is, I wanted to reflect all things joy. Joy that I was pregnant with the baby I had been so wishing for and joy that I finally felt well enough to share my excitement.
I thought about the colorful beaded bracelets I had saved and pulled them out. I put on the stack and looked down and could not help but tear up. The ONE bracelet I saved with words said “Lucky.” Which is what we will be naming little brother. The only boy name I had ever saved, just in case.
Little signs are all around us, I often forget to slow down and look. Sometimes they’re tucked away so that we find them when it’s most important.
Lucky… you were the surprise we needed most. You showed up right on time. We can’t wait to meet you sweet “Lucky Baby” (as your big sister calls you).
