Jeremy and I have loved (just about everything about) having our kids close together. We love that they get to play together and that they get to grow up together. It isn't always the easiest (or most restful) from the parents' standpoint - but we have decided that it is worth it to us. So it was a unified and prayerful decision to move forward with our family and go for baby #4!!
On May 24th I started feeling woozy and just yucky. Nothing sounded good to eat - I even took a nap! (I rarely do that unless I am sick or pregnant). So I took a pregnancy test... and it was negative. So we figured I was just under the weather. But the 25th and 26th I still continued to just feel blah and yucky... and it was a nausea that I recognized - one that was oh so familiar, so I had my suspicions. By Monday night the 27th I decided to take another pregnancy test. And this time... lo and behold... IT WAS POSITIVE!!!!!!!!! I saw the test result alone, and I was just stunned. It was surreal. Really? Another baby??? I immediately dropped to my knees and prayed in gratitude. Thankful for the gift of life. And praying for strength, since I knew what was ahead. Then I walked out of the bathroom and looked at Jeremy, who was sitting on the bed. He immediately knew. "It's positive. We're going to have another baby! Alright!"
We sat and talked about it there on the bed together for a moment. Talked about how our whole life and our whole future just changed in an instant. Talked about how excited we are, how this is what we want. Talked about how nervous we were for the hard months ahead. Talked about how surreal it always is... And then we went out to the kitchen and opened some sparkling cider and celebrated in style!!!
Yay for Baby #4 and all that lies ahead!!!!
We have always told our families the news of a pregnancy right away... but we decided (mostly me) that we wanted to try keeping it a secret for a little while this time. And it was fun having our own little secret... but the joke was on me - it didn't last long. I got SICK and it seemed like it was getting pretty obvious. So we went ahead and told our family. Of course, everyone was very excited for us! We waited to tell the kids until I was 13 1/2 weeks. Luckily they are young and hadn't thought twice about the fact that mom had been "sick" every day for 9 weeks already. :)
Here's a photo of when I first felt like I was starting to show - 12 weeks.
Here's the night that we told the kids that we were expecting - I was 13 1/2 weeks. The kids are SOOO excited! They talked
about the baby all day! In the afternoon they decided they needed to name the
baby - on the list so far they have China, Jesus, plunipserious, Star
Wars, Lunette, and Himher (since we don't know if it is a boy or girl yet).
Pure awesomeness.
This pregnancy has already been hard. It's tough to be pregnant AND take care of 3 young children. And I have been VERY sick. It feels like I have been sicker than usual this time (but that is always hard to know). Weeks 6-12 were particularly brutal. During just one of those weeks I lost 8 lbs. There were days and days of not being able to eat anything but half a slice of bread and a half cup of rice - and water was disgustingly nauseating to me, so staying hydrated was miserable. I learned that I could better tolerate glacier freeze gatorade and water with fresh lemons in it (which I usually don't prefer). Everything smelt terrible!!! I couldn't face opening the fridge or pantry for weeks. I would lock myself in my bedroom at night when Jeremy came home and fed the kids dinner - because I couldn't stand the smell of anything! I laid in bed a lot. I would cry and just lay next to the toilet in the bathroom.... so sick. I remember driving down the road to go somewhere and pulling over - crying and leaning out of the car to throw up. No fun. No fun at all.
Jeremy has really stepped up a TON and helped me survive. He lets me sleep in every morning, he comes home and feeds the kids during lunch, he comes home in the evening and does dinner and gets the kids to bed. Seriously - he's SUPER DAD. And he does whatever he can to help get me to eat and stay hydrated. So grateful for him. I don't know what we would have done without his new job - with flexible hours and a short commute that makes it possible for him to be home at lunch. We are truly blessed!!!
BUT - even though it has been so hard (and I wondered why in the world it has to be so darn hard!!!) - never for a moment have I regretted our decision to add another baby to our family. We WANT this baby. We are excited to add another child to our little family - another brother or sister. It's a joyous challenge to be sick and pregnant. And for that I am truly grateful.






















