Well, I finally let the cat out of the bag at work yesterday, so I feel at liberty to do so in the blog world now.
Kate’s going to be a big sister!!
I’m due on April 14, so I’m like nine weeks right now. I’ve been feeling ok. Actually, make that pretty crappy. Lots of nausea, fatigue, and two days ago, the heartburn kicked in. Awesome. But, like we always say, it’s a small price to pay for a miracle (or something like that….)
Anyway, Kate is super excited. She has written a song called “Mommy’s Going to Have a Baby Soon” and it goes like this… “Mommy’s going to have a baby soon, Mommy’s going to have a baby soon, Mommy’s going to have a baby soon…” pretty creative, eh? She asks me everyday when I get home from work if the baby’s come out yet. Telling her the baby won’t come until April doesn’t mean a thing to her… like when she tells me to pick her up at the sitter’s at 8:11:12. Um, ok. But she’s happy and it’s so cute.
Finding out I was pregnant was quite an ordeal. Because I have soooo much patience, I tested the day my period was due. It was negative. I still didn’t get my period, so I waited four more days and tested again… negative. After a week I tested again and it appeared to be negative at first, but after I got out of the shower and looked again, there was a possibility it was positive, but when I looked at www.peeonastick.com, my hopes were dashed, as it said what I saw was an evaporation line. So, finally, TWO WEEKS passed and I wasn’t going to mess around anymore, so I bought one of those digital things that says “pregnant” or “not pregnant.” Fortunately, it said the former.
By the time I went to the doctor for the ultrasound, I thought I was eight weeks pregnant, and found out I was only six and a half. But, we saw the heartbeat and got a picture of the tiny little dot, and everything was great.
Jenny’s response? “Yes! I’m so glad you’re pregnant. This is going to make great material for the blog.”
Ok, this is Jenny, I am butting into Emily’s post, to tell you the whole truth!!! I have always been quite bossy, so I would like it to be known that during Emily’s two weeks of non-testing, I was constantly nagging her to TEST AGAIN. Cause really, my need to know was more important than hers. Then, when I found out that she was indeed going to pop out another kid, my reaction was as she’s stated above, with the addition of, “It’s about freaking time!!” I tried to convince her to get knocked up when I was pregnant with Sophia, since it was ever so much fun being pregnant together the FIRST time, but she was too scared. She always makes me be her guinea pig! So, I was really hoping she’d have twins, but since they only saw one baby up in that ultrasound I guess I’m out of luck.
All that to say that of course, I am overjoyed!
