Ahh, so here I am. It feels a little less stressful.. I thought about not mentioning anything on my Blog for an entire month while I wait to go to the doctor, but instead, I’ve decided to relocate. I’ve never really been comfortable, since my mom found my blog anyway. So here it is; a fresh start.
And what perfect timing!
I am expecting our third child this August. It’s still not entirely real to me. I mean, I’ve known for all of 4 days, but still. So.Not.Real.
What’s that? You want a timeline? OK!
Well of course, there was that one time, 11/14 to be exact………then there was my frantic phone call to hubby on 11/17 saying, hey, I just tracked my cycle online, and my most fertile day would have been 11/14……
Earlier last week I put it out there. I told him “I know I say this every month. I know. But I feel very pregnant right now.” He blew me off of course, but I was feeling that lactational let down sensation that I’d had early on with CA, plus my boobs were killing me on top of it.
I tested on Friday morning, after I had already peed so I barely had to go. So, I trickled on to the stick and crossed my fingers. It was faint, but it was definitely there……a blue plus sign. I told hubby “I guess this explains my weeping uncontrollable when you surprised me with the mixer.” Indeed. Friday was a blur. I gagged all day long, but I convinced myself it was nerves. It couldn’t possibly be that I’d just found out that morning and was already sick. Just not possible. I tested again in the evening, and again got the positive result.
Saturday was more of reality setting in. Like crap crap holy crap SHIT! Like what the hell am I going to do?!?!?!? CRAP!! CRAP!!! HOLY SHIT!!! 3 KIDS!!! Nauseous all day
Yesterday I had settled down a bit. Ok, we can do this. I can totally (well maybe) handle 3 kids. Again with the nausea though. I can’t help but thinking it is a bit too early for all of this—but I’m fine until I eat. After I eat, I feel like crap. But whatever. I hardly slept at all last night because my mind was going a mile a minute.
This of course brings us to today. I called the dr. this morning and they don’t want to see me until I’m 8 weeks. Especially because it’s my 3rd pregnancy. They’ve always seen me right away in the past so I’m a little bit uneasy. We also wanted to tell our families at Christmas, but now I’m unsure. I would have liked to have that 1st ultrasound before we begin broadcasting it, you know. I’m not really sure where that leaves us.
I came very close to throwing up when I dropped the kids off this AM. All of the kiddy daycare smells just set me off. I’m standing strong though. I’ve never thrown up from morning sickness before, and I’m not about to start now.
So here’s the question……Is it weird that I have E’s comment in the back of my mind? You know the one—-“So when you have those 2 other babies, how many of us will there be?”