Due Date

Finally today has arrived, we would figure out what is going on in this belly and when our baby will arrive. You would think it would have been easy this time around to determine due date since we were actually "trying", I was calculating and re-calculating fertile days multiple times each week and we did everything my $50 e-book told us for a girl. However when that positive pregnancy test appeared and I talked with the nurse her predictions, based on my period, just didn't mesh with how I was feeling. I mean how could I be throwing up just days after conception and then a positive test not even a week later and how in the world could my belly be pooching out already and really why would I need to unbutton my jeans at dinner last night if I was only 8 weeks.

So Jeff and I drove all the way to the west side for a surprisingly short appointment. With my first two babies the ultrasound technicians were very annoyed and frustrated both times because I was actually only 6-7 weeks when they had thought I'd be further. They struggled forever to get the right pictures and measurements and were rolling their eyes at my flat tummy. This morning however quite the opposite. Now if you can't picture this scene it is very awkward, at least for me, my husband sitting in an odd location seeing things he probably doesn't want to with the tech using embarrassing terms and sticking a large instrument up me. So as I lay there freezing cold and uncomfortable the first words out of my husbands mouth, "um wow that baby looks really big already", oh thank you hunny, kind of like the other night when he grabbed my butt and said "oooh", yes I know that is code for "your butt is expanding".


















Anyways the very friendly tech agreed with him, transferred measurements to the computer to discover I am actually 12 weeks due May 12th. Apparently you can be pregnant and still get a period, who knew it wasn't just a story you see on TLC. I am extremely excited to have a May baby but am struggling big time. As you know I've been praying for years for a baby girl and when I went off the pill in May started a prayer journal. I also started "Big Prayers", focusing on 3-5 things each month that are huge, things I feel so strongly about either for me, my family, friends, work, etc. As you can see below one of my big prayers has been to get pregnant with a healthy baby girl in August. That exact prayer has been in my big prayers every month so when I got my period end of August I was crushed. I cried, prayed and pulled it together, God is God, He is good and knows what's going on. Now I find out I did get pregnant in August!


















Oh I am nervous for 8 weeks from now, who am I to doubt God, He can do anything even give me a girl BUT I also know we don't always get what we want. Praying for peace as I can't control this and will enjoy every moment.

"Don't be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving present your requests to God." Philippians 4:6

Sick for Saltines

There are only a few instances when saltine crackers seem necessary: 1. When eating chili 2. To keep kids occupied at family restaurants 3. When you are pregnant and very sick.















Well saltines are like gold in our house right now and no I didn't make chili and no we haven't gone out to eat, I am pregnant with baby #3! This pregnancy has been different right from the beginning starting with us actually tring to get pregnant. I had some issues in high school and was told there was a good possibility I may have trouble getting pregnant. So when I was 23 years old Jeff and I (well mostly me) thought it was time to ditch the birth control and see what was up with my body. A month later I was pregnant with Trexen realizing there will be no infertility issues. Then when our first born was 4 months old, extremely colicky and not reacting well to nursing we started formula. Well when they tell you nursing is a form of birth control they are correct, I immediately became pregnant with Paceler. So with a 13 month old and a new born it was clear we needed to wait quite some time before another.

Being the planner I am I decided another fall/almost winter baby would not work with already having two high-energy boys. This past spring I went off birth control and fully anticipated being pregnant the next month. Four month later and no sign of pregnancy I started to panic. What if we couldn't have another, that was something I hadn't even considered. With much prayer and patience I gave it up to God, let go of my perfect plan and the next month found myself throwing up at all hours of the day.

This pregnancy is a mystery though as I started throwing up and had a positive pregnancy test less than a week after supposed conception. An ultrasound is scheduled for the end of this month and I could be 8 weeks then, 10 weeks, 12 weeks, who knows. I am excited and anxious to find out the due date. Until then I struggle to make it through a day, throw up at the smell of things such as our chickens and rush to the couch whenever possible. Although I physically feel like I've had the stomach flu for four weeks I am overflowing with gratitude. I am so incredibly thankful for this gift, truly a miracle and if a healthy baby awaits me at the end I won't mind throwing up hundreds more times. I've had family and friends struggle with infertility and have seen the heartbreak, I know there are many out there who would give anything to feel this way right now. For those reasons I try not to complain but instead thank God every day for this baby.

In case your wondering what happens to a house when the mommy is sick, you don't have to wonder anymore. My closest is still in process of summer clothes moving out and winter getting in, at this rate I should have it switch by spring. Beds go unmade, a changing table in need of repair gets used for clothes storage and little boys stay in jammies until noon making big messes every where. Brace yourselves this isn't pretty...