I found out I was pregnant on July 15, early on a Sunday morning. We have been trying for quite some time and I kept telling myself I wasn't going to take a test until I had reason to believe I may actually be pregnant. But each month my impatience would win over and the day I knew a test would be accurate I'd go ahead and take one so as not to be left under a cloud of uncertainty any longer. So I've taken many, many negative pregnancy tests in past months. That's the only reason I even believed the faint result of a test from the Dollar Tree (hey, I was taking them too often to buy the fancy kind!), because by now I KNOW what a negative test looks like and this one was different. I laid awake in bed for nearly two hours after that, mostly just praying. Michael's alarm finally went off to get ready for church, and then I told him. It was a happy morning. We left later that afternoon for Jupiter. For the past 6 weeks I've just tried to stay busy and keep my mind off the fact I'm pregnant... I didn't want to get too excited or attached until I saw the ultrasound and knew the pregnancy would "stick." It got a little more difficult to keep my mind off it for the past three weeks because I've been really sick! I thought surely my kids were going to figure it out since I kept saying I didn't feel well and Anna Kate kept asking why I was always lying down. But apparently I give them too much credit, because even after all the signs, they were completely clueless last night when we sat them down to give them the news!
We had our appointment yesterday morning. I'm 9 1/2 weeks and my official due date is March 26, but the doctor said I'll most likely deliver between 37 and 38 weeks as I have with the other three. Everything looked great and Michael and I both let out a huge sigh of relief when we saw it was only ONE baby in there! We were both beyond ready to tell the kids! We videotaped it... it was cute. I kept trying to prompt them, asking them why they thought I'd been saying I didn't feel well and why I was sleeping so much. Anna Kate just said, "Because your tummy hurts." And Carigan said, "Mommy, your tummy is sleeping!" Since they weren't figuring it out, I walked over and picked up the ultrasound photos (and Wesley and Anna Kate both KNOW what an ultrasound photo is), so at that moment I thought it would finally register. Not so much... I held it up and said, "Do you know what this is?" Wesley said, "Me." Seriously, still not catching on AT ALL. I finally said, "No, it's your new baby brother or sister." You can actually see the light start to come on with Wesley watching the video... his slow change of expressions is priceless. He finally got a word out - "REALLY??" And then Wesley and Anna Kate both started squealing and running around (and AK started spanking her bottom, which is her ultimate display of enthusiasm). Carigan soon followed suit with the squealing and the jumping but I had to clarify with her why we were celebrating. The celebrations continued for quite awhile... they were singing, "Baby! Baby! Baby!"
Watching the video Michael took on his phone of us telling them... They think they're hilarious!
After dinner and baths the kids Skyped with Mimi and Grandpa and with Uncle Fluffy to tell them their big news. This is actually the first time we've even Skyped from home - Michael just got us set up. They held up the photo and Carigan kept saying, "I want to tell you something!" until they'd say, "What?" and then she'd exclaim, "Mommy has a baby in her tummy!" Then she'd go back to Step 1 and keep repeating, "I want to tell you something!" And again the news would be, "Mommy has a baby in her tummy!" Again and again... At this point I'd had all the excitement I could take so I sneaked off to my room to rest for a minute... next thing I knew I rolled over and it was 10 p.m. and Michael had already put the kids to bed. Oops. We'll let the kids make some more phone calls today for fun, but having them out on the loose at school today means our secret is NOT a secret anymore, so I figured I'd better go ahead and make our official announcement. All the kids have been so sweet. From the moment they woke up this morning, each one of them has been hugging on me, loving on my tummy, putting an ear to my belly and declaring they hear the baby. Carigan keeps lifting my shirt and saying, "Mommy, can you open it?"
Praising God for this truly undeserved gift... Michael and I have always dreamed of having a family of six, with four healthy, hilarious children. We're just overwhelmed that God has brought us to this place and fulfilled what has long been the desire of our hearts. Great is His faithfulness!