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Help[Games] Re: Dream Family/Congrats Game - Round 2
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Username: Della Grey
LN: Fisher
DH: Miles Rowan (33) – musician
DW: Ella Frances (25) – fashion model
DS: Atticus Huckleberry "Attie" (1)
DS: Tennyson Breckinridge "Tenny"
What a year it has been for the Fisher family.
Not long after Attie's birth, I was already hoping for another child. Miles was unsure--it was so soon, and Attie was a tad difficult and colicky. Plus, he wanted the media craze that surrounded Atticus to die off before bringing another babe into this paparazzi-frenzied world. I saw his concerns and agreed that we should wait before trying again. I had no idea how exhausting having a child is... I sleep so little! The pressure I had to get back in shape for work also caused a great deal of anxiety. Because of the overwhelming amount of stress we both were under, Miles and I agreed to wait at least two years for another child.
We were SHOCKED to find out I was pregnant when Attie was barely three months old. And shocked is an understatement. We had decided we wanted to raise Attie sans-nanny, and we did not want to go back on such a huge decision. So, I have postponed my career for the betterment of the family. Throughout my tedious pregnancy, Miles continued to tour. It was tough only seeing him every few weeks, but I knew it would be worth it in the end.
This pregnancy was much more difficult than the pregnancy I had with Attie. I had few worries at that time--I was mostly focused on my next manicure or shopping spree. Now, I have changed into a less superficial woman, which is good, but I have also gained other stressor that aren't as positive. Attie was very difficult through out the pregnancy, and a colicky baby on top of morning sickness mania is not good.
Although it was very overwhelming and maybe not the best idea at the time, Miles and I decided to move during the middle of my pregnancy. Being smack dab in the heart of L.A. swarming with paparazzi was not conducive to my health, Attie's health, or that of the growing baby. We moved into a gated community on the ocean, with much more security for the children. We are down the street from the Jolie-Pitt clan, which should make for some fun playdates. The house is much bigger and has a cozy, cottagey feel.
We were trying to keep my pregnancy a secret (I really couldn't deal with anymore media), but the speculation started immediately. They thought I was pregnant because I wasn't back to my 115 pound frame three weeks after Atticus' birth. When I actually was pregnant again, the bikini and flowy top shots were plastered over ever tabloid. I stopped leaving the gated community after the fourth month, and I refused to confirm my pregnancy to the press until the 5th.
After so many months of stress and anxiety, my second son, Tennyson Breckinridge was born a month early. We named him for Lord Tennyson, the poet (another literary baby, clearly), and we elected to use my maiden name as his mn. We decided to do a formal photo shoot with the Attie and Tenny in hopes to cut down on the paparazzi craze. Attie is adjusting to life as a big brother smoothly, and he has finally become less difficult and is sleeping through the nights.
Tenny has proved to be a MUCH easier child than colicky Atticus. He is more calm and cuddly, and we adore him, and Attie, too.
LN: Fisher
DH: Miles Rowan (33) – musician
DW: Ella Frances (25) – fashion model
DS: Atticus Huckleberry "Attie" (1)
DS: Tennyson Breckinridge "Tenny"
What a year it has been for the Fisher family.
Not long after Attie's birth, I was already hoping for another child. Miles was unsure--it was so soon, and Attie was a tad difficult and colicky. Plus, he wanted the media craze that surrounded Atticus to die off before bringing another babe into this paparazzi-frenzied world. I saw his concerns and agreed that we should wait before trying again. I had no idea how exhausting having a child is... I sleep so little! The pressure I had to get back in shape for work also caused a great deal of anxiety. Because of the overwhelming amount of stress we both were under, Miles and I agreed to wait at least two years for another child.
We were SHOCKED to find out I was pregnant when Attie was barely three months old. And shocked is an understatement. We had decided we wanted to raise Attie sans-nanny, and we did not want to go back on such a huge decision. So, I have postponed my career for the betterment of the family. Throughout my tedious pregnancy, Miles continued to tour. It was tough only seeing him every few weeks, but I knew it would be worth it in the end.
This pregnancy was much more difficult than the pregnancy I had with Attie. I had few worries at that time--I was mostly focused on my next manicure or shopping spree. Now, I have changed into a less superficial woman, which is good, but I have also gained other stressor that aren't as positive. Attie was very difficult through out the pregnancy, and a colicky baby on top of morning sickness mania is not good.
Although it was very overwhelming and maybe not the best idea at the time, Miles and I decided to move during the middle of my pregnancy. Being smack dab in the heart of L.A. swarming with paparazzi was not conducive to my health, Attie's health, or that of the growing baby. We moved into a gated community on the ocean, with much more security for the children. We are down the street from the Jolie-Pitt clan, which should make for some fun playdates. The house is much bigger and has a cozy, cottagey feel.
We were trying to keep my pregnancy a secret (I really couldn't deal with anymore media), but the speculation started immediately. They thought I was pregnant because I wasn't back to my 115 pound frame three weeks after Atticus' birth. When I actually was pregnant again, the bikini and flowy top shots were plastered over ever tabloid. I stopped leaving the gated community after the fourth month, and I refused to confirm my pregnancy to the press until the 5th.
After so many months of stress and anxiety, my second son, Tennyson Breckinridge was born a month early. We named him for Lord Tennyson, the poet (another literary baby, clearly), and we elected to use my maiden name as his mn. We decided to do a formal photo shoot with the Attie and Tenny in hopes to cut down on the paparazzi craze. Attie is adjusting to life as a big brother smoothly, and he has finally become less difficult and is sleeping through the nights.
Tenny has proved to be a MUCH easier child than colicky Atticus. He is more calm and cuddly, and we adore him, and Attie, too.
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