Last month, on December 31st, I went to the grocery store, picked out a bottle of my favorite white wine and a bottle of my favorite champagne. As I glanced through the aisles, I also picked up a pregnancy test. This wasn't odd because due to my irregular period (TMI, sorry, I don't know of another way to word it) even while I am on birth control, I take a pregnancy test every three to four months just in case.
When I got home I did my list of resolutions, which really only included one thing: Lost Weight and Tone Up! I had bought all of my vegan groceries and was excited to get started on my mission. I had my brand new wine glasses ready to toast in the new year with the kids, since my husband was still in the process of driving home for the past 6 hours from out of town. Right before I opened that wine bottle, I decided to take the test. Two minutes passed and I was ready to throw away the test after I have ready my usual negative sign, when I picked up the stick, and froze...
After what seemed like an hour of my stomach trying to make it's way out of my throat, I had the common sense to take another one just in case. These things are wrong sometimes, right?
But they can't be doubly wrong, right?
Needless to say I texted my husband right away, and spent my New Years Eve in shock staring at the blank TV screen. My husband made it home after 1pm from Dallas, and even he didn't know what to say as he kissed me Happy New Years. I mean, we know how babies are made, but when your whole world is about to be turned around again, you say dumb things like "How did this happen?"
So what's the big deal anyway? You have kids already, right? Your married, right? Support the family? The only thing scary is with 3 kids already, we have mastered them. Trained them. We moved into a larger house where every child has their own room. With one more baby, there goes the balance, and needless to say, a minivan is a must, diapers are back, and sleep has once more evaded me. But the biggest thing for me is, I had planned to lose weight this year, not gain it :) I had just convinced myself that not having another baby would be the right move for us. Literally, just convinced myself this.
So what helped us get over our mindless stupor? The 3 previous shockers in our life. After telling the kids we were going to have a new baby, the look on their faces where priceless. Not only where they ecstatic and excited, but to hear my 5 year old, Truly, tell me,
"You are going to have another baby because God thinks you are the best mommy in the world!"
Well, I was sold. If our children think we can handle it, then we will just have to prove them even better than that!
I am currently only 10 weeks pregnant and the baby is due in late August. I know there's the stigma of waiting until you are farther along in the pregnancy to tell anyone about it, but the support that I have found from everyone has been a huge blessing on me and my family, real emotional support that we really needed.
After our first sonogram and actually seeing the little bug, we can't wait for this baby to complete our family and bring us to a family of 6.
And yes, the bottle of wine is still calling to me....
