And this time, for the last and final time! We couldn’t be more thrilled!
It was the funniest thing, because for so long we knew there was one little more kiddo for us, but didn’t know quite the right time to bring that little one to our family.
If you remember, I’m remarried, and brought 3 children of my own into our marriage. My sweet hubby didn’t have any children, and quickly grew into his role of the father of our home. He always wanted a family, he just didn’t know he’d be a dad of 3 kids overnight!
Then, two years into our marriage, we welcomed our own little bundle of joy into our family: baby Sarah! Well, baby Sarah is not such a baby anymore, but quite the bundle of energy! She walks around the house–or crawls around growling like a dog–and leaves a mess of toys in her wake. She has quite the knack for signing and can’t wait until she gets to go to preschool in a year and a half!
Not the right time
Since baby Sarah has joined our family, our preschool has grown incredibly, with us opening up a second preschool in our town. To say we’ve been busy is an understatement. We’ve been SWAMPED! And with the new preschool, came a request from our parents asking for us to create a private Kindergarten program for the fall. We’ve always been thrilled about the idea, but didn’t know the right timing for it. Not known to disappoint, we said SURE! and started preparations for our Kindergarten program for the Fall of 2012.
Now, back to our baby story…
We knew that 2011 was all about getting into a second preschool, and had no baby plans on the horizon. On the contrary, we knew that 2011 was DEFINITELY not the year to get pregnant!
Finally the right time
So imagine our surprise, when one week after we moved into the new preschool in October of 2011–and finally felt a moment of peace–that I got the impression that the next month WAS the time to get pregnant.
I can still remember exactly what we were doing when that impression came. We went to a theater nearby that serves you dinner while you watch the movie. We had never gone to it before, but thought it would be fun to try out. So we ordered hamburgers (which, in all honesty, were only so-so; why would we think differently?) and watched the cheesy hometown commercials before the movie started. (The movie was Transformers, the moon one.)
As my mind was otherwise not engaged–seriously, who even watches those hometown commercials?–I found myself thinking of the upcoming Kindergarten program, and how I’d probably be at the schoolhouse Monday-Friday during school hours. I imagined my little Sarah bear playing at her friend’s house, and I tried to imagine myself being pregnant NEXT year. I couldn’t. All I could think of was how busy I was going to be. Helping out the teachers. Shopping. Talking to parents. Getting the rooms all set up.
And that was when I realized that once the Kindergarten program started, there was no way I would want to have any more children. That would be my life. And I know myself well enough to pay attention to those thoughts.
And then it hit me: If we want to have another child, it has to be right now. Not literally right now, as in jump on my sweetie in the darkened theater (though the idea of leaving early did cross my mind…) but as in the next month or two, because we had to time the baby’s arrival for the summertime.
So I turned to my husband and told him what I had just thought.
Of course, he was totally shocked.
We had just finished the schoolhouse, we had parents to keep happy, and more renovations were on the horizon. In both our minds, now was still NOT the time to get pregnant. But we said we’d think about it, and see what we felt during the next few days.
Sure enough, we both started feeling great about the idea, and knew somehow we’d make it though all the upcoming months of craziness.
So after just a month of being off birth control, we found out we were pregnant! Apparently it WAS the right time for our family!
And you know what’s so funny? My due date is the SAME as baby Sarah’s!
Don’t even ask me how that happens…
So right now I’m almost 16 weeks along, and if you wonder why I’ve been M-I-A in the past months you can blame it on this crazy pregnancy! It’s all I can do to keep my head above the water sometimes. But overall, things have been going great. I’m super hungry, have the worst cravings for PICKLES, FRY SAUCE, and HAMBURGERS, and can’t get enough of FUDDRUCKERS! Oh, if I could only eat there every night…
In other news, every other mother in America will probably hate me because I haven’t been sick one bit this pregnancy. With my first 3, I was totally sick during the first trimester. With Sarah, I skipped the whole first trimester sickness and replaced it with 2nd trimester sickness. Go figure! But this time… not an ounce of nausea. And I couldn’t be more grateful! Seems like God’s giving me a blessing to be able to get through this pregnancy and still do everything I need to do.
Stay tuned in the next 4 weeks to find out if it’s a boy or girl!
What do YOU think it is? Our kiddos so far are: GIRL, GIRL, BOY, GIRL…