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I finally feel ready to blog about our big news...
I am now 14 weeks pregnant with Baby #3!
How did this all come about, you might ask? :)
Right before we were leaving for our trip to Disney World with my parents, I noticed that my period was pretty late. Thinking I was most likely going to get it the next day, I had Tim run out to the store for a test, just-in-case. In my head, I was over 90% certain we were not pregnant. But, low and behold, not even a minute passed when the $20 digital pee stick read "PREGNANT"! I almost passed out right there! Tim and I were both shocked!, but excited!, but shocked! and nervous! and, yes, really shocked!! I went on line to figure out that I was already about 6 1/2 weeks along at that point. So, we told our parents right away, but kept it from the boys. On the trip, I had to skip the roller coaster rides and began dealing with morning (i mean, all-day) sickness. It's funny, but what turned my stomach the most in Florida, was the chlorine that I could taste in all the fountain drinks and water. I forgot how sensitive you become to tastes and smells so early on.
It had been really difficult keeping the news from the boys, and I think that contributed to the initial emotional ups and downs I was feeling. One night, when I was around 10 or 11 weeks, Tim decided we should tell them. I was so nervous about what their reaction would be. I mean, would they like the idea of a new family member or would the idea of a baby in the house turn them off? They were soon to be 7 and close to 6 when the baby comes. Would that be too big of an age difference?? All these worries circled around in my head. During dinner that night, Tim announced that we had something really exciting and important to tell them. Ezra guessed, "We're going to the movies??!!" "No," Tim said, "Something even better than that... we're having another baby and you both are going to be the big brothers!" To my absolute delight, the boys jumped up and down and were very excited. They were really surprised. Ezra kept asking, "Really, really? We are?!" He then covered his eyes as happy tears came down his cheeks. It was so sweet. Noah asked right away if he could tell his teacher. At first we hesitated, but decided that that was his good news to tell and so we agreed.
After having the boys, I had decided that if we ever were to have another baby, that I would maybe like to have a midwife instead of an OB. After a long search of meeting with and interviewing 3 people, I finally found a midwife group I like so far. I've only had one appointment 2 weeks ago, but I liked the attention I received. I will have to deliver at a hospital a bit further from home now, but I think that will be okay. On that first appointment, I was able to hear the heartbeat. The midwife figured that I was 12 weeks along at that point, but suggested I get an ultrasound to get a more exact due date. So, that was what today was about!
Tim came with me this morning and the ultra sound technician showed us our very active little cutie. The baby sucked its thumb, rolled around, jumped, and raised it's arms as we watched in amazement. Up until this point, my signs of pregnancy have been a positive test, a growing belly and constant (yes, constant!!!) heartburn. But to actually see the baby and meet it made it seem even more real and beautiful. It is a little early to see for sure what the sex is... but, put it this way... we did not see a penis!! I am trying not to get too excited until the level 3 ultra sound next month, but a little girl would be wonderful. Of course, Tim and I pray for a healthy baby and family, no matter the gender.
So, there it is. I will try to post every now and then about how the pregnancy is going. I'll try to get a picture of my belly up at times too.
