Life is a Highway...That I'll apparently now be driving from behind the wheel of an oversized SUV
So here's the entry I thought I'd never be writing!
In all truth, I've spent the last ten days kicking ass on Weight Watchers, and thought I'd write in the early part of this week what was working for me and how I'd already lost a solid five pounds.
Instead, I can now report that I'm being whacked upside the head (and gut) with waves of nausea out of nowhere day and night, my sinus cavities are throbbing and leaking miserably, and I spent last night sleeping with a cold washrag on my pounding head thanks to the traditional first trimester snot-fest I always encounter. Sleeping, that is, when I wasn't running to the bathroom to pee, again. And again. Last but not least, the thought of getting showered to take KJ to school this morning and pick him up hours later was almost more than my tired, achy body could bear.
If those two pink lines weren't convincing enough, I'm damn sure at this point, I'm pregnant.
So let's go back to the beginning. (Oh Lord, you guys, not that far into the beginning.)
On Friday night Kevin was coming home for dinner on time, so that morning I threw together some chicken breasts to marinade, and couldn't stop thinking about them. By the time I'd finished cooking them later that afternoon for dinner, I was making plans for a heaping spoonful of ice cold sour cream on the side of my plate for dipping, which I never do, but didn't think anything of it since it was just what I'd been craving all day.
As I sat there (on my diet, mind you) covering forkful after forkful of chicken in low fat sour cream, Kevin pointed out the slight strangeness of the situation.
"Is this like, a pregnancy craving?" he asked.
"Hahaha nooooooo," I responded while heaping another dollop on my plate.
We were finished having children. I've known that for two years now. We had a yard sale last year and sold every baby item we'd ever owned. I've sent every piece of clothing, bedding and baby toy that Jack has outgrown to the Goodwill. I was set on my two, and happy with my two.
Besides that, we carry that wonderful Infertile label. We've spent nearly two years of our lives trying to conceive the two children we have, and we once sat across the table from a highly recognized and awarded Infertility Doctor who told us he had no idea how we'd managed to conceive KJ on our own, but we'd never do it again. Then we got pregnant with Jack, just days before our first cycle of IVF began.
There was no way we could be having a surprise baby.
That night I went to bed, and woke up to pee at 3am. And as I stumbled into the bathroom I was hit with this unmistakable wave of nausea.
(Insert horror movie music here)
With that I went back to bed and spent the next three hours staring at the ceiling, realizing that a third car seat cannot fit in my car, we need a set of bunk beds, another dresser, all of the baby stuff we sold last year, and that my plans for starting my Master's Degree in a couple years are out the window. I woke Kevin just after 6am on Saturday morning and sent him out into the two degree weather to hunt down a pregnancy test. The pregnancy test, of course, that I would see two pink lines on within three seconds flat.
Now, says my husband, we are going to market bumper stickers that read, "Infertility is not Birth Control." We can put one on the back of the new car bus we must buy this summer.
KJ, on the other hand, believes that this is only number three of six children we should have, so that two can look like him, and two like Jack. He introduced us to my bloodwork nurse this morning, saying, "That's my mom. She's got our baby in her belly. And that's my brother Jack. He's her second kid."
It's amazing how quickly we went from nail-biting, to shock, to pure excitement. I feel so lucky to be here now that I am. The thought of having a new little somebody to snuggle and rock, and take to the zoo, and watch grow up with his or her two big brothers brings tears to my eyes. If this is God's plan for us, then who am I to argue?
(Dear God: Please Send Help. And more diaper coupons.)
DUDE, can I have one of those stickers? SAME damn thing happened to us this summer and I'm currently in my 29th week. GAH. (though we are lucky and already have a minivan in our possession)
Congrats though, I'm SO excited for you.
Posted by: Marilyn | January 22, 2008 at 02:24 PM
This made me smile, cringe, cry, and smile and cry some more.
(I hope you didn't catch the barfing from me. Because, seriously? GAH!)(also, that's where the 'cringe' came in, btw).
This baby really wants to be in your family. Blessed, indeed.
Posted by: Liz | January 22, 2008 at 02:34 PM
Ooh, thanks for the "whole story"...I have been insanely refreshing your blog all day! Love the bumper sticker idea - you are certainly the only "infertile" couple I know who has 2 (and a half) kids. Hehehee.
Posted by: Stacey | January 22, 2008 at 02:37 PM
We had the same surprise with Harper. I wanted a nice big gap between my kids. But now looking back, the timing was perfect. EVERYTHING happens for a reason. You were meant to have 3 babies! Maybe 6? ...hehehe...
Posted by: glamgranola | January 22, 2008 at 02:42 PM
We had the same surprise with Harper. I wanted a nice big gap between my kids. But now looking back, the timing was perfect. EVERYTHING happens for a reason. You were meant to have 3 babies! Maybe 6? ...hehehe...
Posted by: glamgranola | January 22, 2008 at 02:43 PM
I laughed out loud at "Infertility is not birth control"
I have an infertile cousin with five kids!
Posted by: Becca | January 22, 2008 at 02:52 PM
Haha. KJ rocks!
And I swore I wouldn't do this because I know that you will sincerely be happy with a healthy baby since you are infertile and all (ha!) but, if we are asking God for things can I just say..Dear God: Please send a va-jay-jay. Because your Martha Stewart ways need to be passed down to another generation. Not that you can't teach KJ or Jack to sew curtains but yeah, you know.
Dude, I still can't even believe you are pregnant. I've been thinking about you so much. And then Bree goes and posts pics of delicious cheeks. It's going to be tough waiting until May to go for #3. But, I must fit in my bridesmaids dress, or my future sister-in-law will kill me.
I sill want more. More, more, more! How far along are you? Due date? Will you find out the sex? What kind of car are you going to get?
Oh, and see, you should so live by me, my sister has a set of bunk beds she's dying to get rid of.
(And I'm so thankful for Stacey not making me look like the only crazy person refreshing your site 20 times today.)
Posted by: Hilary | January 22, 2008 at 03:27 PM
Thank goodness for Google reader!!! I don't have to refresh constantly. Not that I would or anything, just sayin.
I am sooooooo excited for you!!!!! And please answer all of Hilary's questions because they are the same ones I want to know!!!!
I am totally with her and hoping you get to be consumed with pink!!
Posted by: Rachel | January 22, 2008 at 03:34 PM
I just could NOT be more happy for you Molly. I know I don't know you, but I've prayed you have a wonderful pregnancy. And if anyone should be having and raising babies, it's you. Congratulations!!!
Posted by: takin chances | January 22, 2008 at 03:59 PM
I couldn't be more happy for you guys. God does work in mysterious ways, doesn't he?
Posted by: SJ | January 22, 2008 at 04:07 PM
My Mom was so mad that I found out the news first! haha She is on vacation in Canada, I called her last night to tell her.
Posted by: Brooke | January 22, 2008 at 04:09 PM
Too funny! Your story is eerily familiar although it was the surprise 6th child I was remembering. Good luck with the pregnancy - children are blessings even (sometimes especially) the ones we get by surprise. Also, I cried the day I traded in my cute little Dodge Daytona for a minivan (child #3) but they are really not so bad these days - I love my Odyssey.
Posted by: Virginia | January 22, 2008 at 05:38 PM
Oh. MY. Gosh. Congratulations! I'm so, so, so happy for you! :) Now send me your tips because I'm a year into trying to conceive #2 and it's agonizing.
Posted by: Julie | January 22, 2008 at 06:41 PM
Oh. MY. Gosh. Congratulations! I'm so, so, so happy for you! :) Now send me your tips because I'm a year into trying to conceive #2 and it's agonizing.
Posted by: Julie | January 22, 2008 at 06:42 PM
Okay, I can't believe nobody has said it! Don't you know what happens when you get rid of every.single.baby.thing?
You're supposed to let the furniture sit in the garage for a while, and store boxes of clothes in the attic. Because once you get all self-satisfied and get rid of everything - well - you see what happens!
But, there's still nothing better than a shiny new baby. I am very happy for you!
Posted by: BetteJo | January 22, 2008 at 06:50 PM
I know you're going to get sick of hearing this from me - but I'm so happy for you, and it's awesome, and every other cheery baby greeting you ever heard.
Posted by: Laylabean | January 22, 2008 at 07:03 PM
Oh, I'm so happy and excited for you! And I know a couple people who would buy some of those bumper stickers..
Posted by: Sarah | January 22, 2008 at 07:11 PM
I'm thinking pink, too, if only to guarantee Kara at least one female playmate her age. The girls could grow into adolescence and hate us together. Doesn't that sound sweet?
Of course, you could also be carrying her future husband. That would be cool, too. :)
Posted by: Frema | January 22, 2008 at 08:25 PM
Well count on me to sign up to "have another baby" and pass the formula coupons over to you at least! ;)
Since you got rid of everything, here's hoping for a girl so you can at least tell yourself you would've had to buy so many new things anyway (and will be a good excuse to lavish her with so much)!
But 3 boys would be good too!
Posted by: Jenny | January 22, 2008 at 09:28 PM
I think I have some diaper coupons you can have!!
What else do you need? I can send it your way!
Posted by: Amy W | January 23, 2008 at 06:47 AM
Oh man! I remember when we were trying to get pregnant with Lani and it wasn't happening. We actually sold all of Wesley's baby things hoping that we would get pregnant just because:) LOL!! I am so happy for you all.
Posted by: Wendy | January 23, 2008 at 09:04 AM
I so hear you and am so right there with the nausea.
Lizzy, did you set this plague upon us?
Posted by: Liza | January 23, 2008 at 09:15 AM
AH! So exciting!
Posted by: Marriage-101 | January 23, 2008 at 10:53 AM
We were in the same situation. I had sold all of my baby stuff a month before I found out I was prego w/ Ben. Gah! Then we got a big ole' suburban and hauled those kids around. Though I must say the minivan is much easier, no hefting and throwing the baby up into the seat. Also I wasn't really supposed to be able to have anymore children after Jacob, cause I had a ectopic pregnancy and lost a fallopian tube. And look I had 2 more. Sometimes those doctors are carazzzy! Good luck!
Posted by: Erica | January 23, 2008 at 11:48 AM
Congratulations!
What kind of car do you have? We have two Volvos. In mine - a 1999 S80 - we can force 3 car seats into the back. If we traded in our AlphaOmegas for Sunshine Kids Radian65's, they'd fit even better (the Radians are the narrowest available). My husband has a 2004 S60R. He cannot fit three car seats in the back, so he will have two in the back and one in the front. If all five of us need to ride in his car, I guess I will get to attempt to squish in between the car seats in the back. My point is - 3 car seats is possible in some cars, but if you can easily afford a van or SUV, I'd do that. But if money is an issue, new car seats is cheaper.
Posted by: Katie | January 24, 2008 at 10:23 AM