Several weeks ago Kyle and I went to the doctor with an "intimacy" concern that developed after Gracin was born. I had researched and self-diagnosed what I believed my symptoms portrayed. My doctor confirmed our concerns and said we had an "infrequent" case of ___________. (It is a personal concern so I choose not to share right now.) Of course, Google gave me worst case scenario, and I worried our chances of a second pregnancy grew smaller. I asked the doctor about my concerns and he waved them away. "No, this shouldn't cause a problem," he assured me.
We left the doctor's office with heavy hearts. I worried, but heard God say to me as I climbed into the pickup, "Don't worry, Sarah. I promise it will be ok." Of course, I worried anyway. I had a couple crying sessions and just knew this was a big hiccup in our lives.
But God knew something I didn't.
I was pregnant at our doctor's appointment.
Jump forward a week.
I awakened at 1:30 a.m. on September 13th with the incessant need to pee. This had been happening for a few nights, but just like the first time, I chocked it up to drinking too much before bed. Instead of falling back asleep, my body was nauseous and I sat awake downstairs for several hours thinking, "I know this feeling. I think I'm pregnant." Keep in mind, after 9 months of vomiting with Gracin, I am quite familiar with the "pregnant" feeling.
Kyle left for work the next morning with instructions to pick up a pregnancy test on the way home for lunch break.
I wondered all morning. Lunch time couldn't come fast enough. Thankfully, I was babysitting my friend's little girl so I kept busy.
The first test was tricky and we didn't get a reading on the first try. But on our second attempt I saw a definite positive sign appear. Kyle cried, we held each other, and then went upstairs to get our six month old who was just waking up from a nap.
That afternoon I went to the Exchange, grabbed another box, and tested both samples. Yes, I was pregnant all three times. Someday I will learn to accept the first test....maybe on our 3rd or 4th child.
Blood work, a doctor's appointment, and one sonogram later, we are thrilled to see a 160 heartbeat and over seven weeks of development. Our due date: May 10th.
The kids will be 13 months apart. [Grin+Gulp]
NO, we aren't crazy.
YES, we know how it happens (though whoever said you can't get preggo while breastfeeding is nuts)
YES, we are excited.
and YES, we will have 2 kids in 2 years of marriage.
I call us efficient.
Kyle may call us crazy.
I praise the Lord for His faithfulness. I was so worried, but clung to His promise I heard Him speak to me that day I allowed fear to overwhelm me. We get to welcome another little life into our family, and I know we will grow a lot more in the process.
On the preggo note:
I'm sick. Again.
Kyle hopes it's a boy.
I hope it's a girl.
I'm pretty sure it will be a boy.
Our parents are thrilled.
I have only had two people show little to no excitement, but I didn't care.....I am already in love with this child.
4 comments:
yayayayayayayay! What a happy surprise! I couldn't stop smiling earlier when I saw your post on FB :) :) :) God is good! :)
AHH! I knew it! You were pinning so many things related to having a second child on Pinterest, that I had a hunch.
If it is any consolation, our cousins have three kids under the age of two. They weren't all planned either. And she, like you, is a wonderful mom and I have watched her flourish under what most people would believe to be a lot of pressure.
Plus, God has obviously blessed you! What a gift. Congratulations.
Oh! Many congratulations to your family! What a sweet blessing from our God!
THank you all! We are so excited, while at the same time trying to survive through the nausea and sickness. :)
Praising the Father!
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