I know it’s long overdue seeing that I am 20 weeks now, but I’ve wanted to do a post on our thoughts finding out about baby number 3! So first off, here’s a quick story about how we found out.
We went up north to be home for New Years for a few weeks. I was sick and felt like crap the whole time, but I thought it was just because I caught a bug. When we got home I suddenly began to feel very tired and nauseaus, still thought I was just getting over whatever bug I had, pregnancy never crossed my mind. We took a trip to Tuscaloosa to do some shopping, and before we hit the road I was really wanting some Chic-fil-A, especially craving their Chic-fil-A sauce with fries! So we go through the drive thru and then like several miles down the road, I realized I didn’t ask for Chic-fil-A sauce and they didn’t ask me, so I didn’t have ANY. I was so upset, I really really really wanted some. Almost shed a tear. Strong cravings (& forgetfullness), pregnancy still didn’t cross my mind.
We spend the day in Tuscaloosa, do our shopping, and as we’re heading back, Drew was like “you’re pregnant.” I don’t know if it was all the complaining about how nauseous I was, or if I was a little more emotional than normal, (or maybe because I was a day or so late for that time of the month) but he totally suspected it. I thought he was completely crazy! We definitely were not trying to get pregnant, and I thought we were doing a good job to avoid that, which is why pregnancy never had crossed my mind in the first place. The hubby insisted on stopping at Walgreens before we got home, so he ran in really quick and came back out with a few pregnancy tests and my favorite Ghirardelli caramel chocolates. I thought, “Oh boy, he really does think I’m pregnant.”
When I got home, I had to pee really bad (oh yeah and now that I look back at it, I was peeing all the time too. Like my bladder shrunk to the size of mandarin orange, still didn’t think about pregnancy… wat??) So I peed on the stick and let it sit for the recommended time, went back and there were no lines, as in it didn’t work at all. Must have been a faulty one. At that point I’m just thinking, yeah there’s no way. But I try the other one he got anway (which was digital) just a little while later (’cause suprise! I had to pee again), go back in and what do you know? “Pregnant”.
I was in shock, how did it happen?? I don’t know. Obviously we know how IT happens, but somewhere something happened not according to our plan.
To give you a little history, because I know some of you are curious as to if we planned on having 3 kids at our ripe young ages. We have always used some kind of birth control, but I guess that is just not enough in our case. ha! For instance I got pregnant with Ella while on the pill. No, we did not plan any of our pregnancies. Emmett was sort of an exception. We were wanting to get pregnant fairly soon after we had Ella, because we wanted them close in age, but we were thinking like getting-pregnant-after-Ella’s-first-birthday-at-the-earliest kind of soon, not 6-months-post-partum soon ;). After having 2 kids, we’ve talked about maybe being done. But then we would have days where we would talk about having another and plan on trying to get pregnant at the end of this year.
Obviously our plans never worked out! And I believe there is a reason for that. Conception is truly a miracle and I know each one of our precious children were meant to be in our lives at the exact time they came. And I thank God for that. Our kids entirely changed our lives for the better. They have brought so much joy and love and I cannot imagine life without them. At first finding out about baby number 3, I was so overwhelmed, a little sad to be honest, because I wanted to know what it felt like to “try” to have a baby. Now that we are done having kids (hubby will be getting the big V next year), I will never get to know how that feels. But those thoughts get quickly overridden when I realize how blessed I am to be able to carry a child in my womb for 10 months, that I can so easily get pregnant. I have never experienced a miscarriage. And I know that my petty want to “try” for a baby is no where near the longing of a mother trying to have a baby, but never getting pregnant. My want is nothing in compare to the heart ache of a mother who had just lost the baby she had been carrying.
Baby number 3, though you were not planned just yet in our minds, you were most definitely planned in your heavenly Father’s. And His plans are far better than our flawed ones. He already knew you were coming and that we were meant to have one more precious little human in our lives. All 4 of us are so thrilled to meet you this September. We already love you more than you can imagine, sweet baby girl. ♥