‘Tis my opinion that unplanned surprises are often times the sweetest.
The question has been posted on this blog if C. and I were going to try for another baby; a sibling for my sweet pickle, Lila Ross.
We absolutely wanted to give it a whirl. We know what a gift siblings are and that we absolutely would want Lila to grow up with a counterpart. I mean, as she gets older she’s going to need to vent to someone about how crazy we are.
We figured we’d start trying after Lila was a year old and would take into account how long it took us to have our first child. We already figured we’d give clomid a shot again, since it just so happened to work for us pretty darn well the first time.
I had reservations about starting to try again. Infertility runs so very rampant today; especially secondary infertility and I think having gone through a bit of a struggle once and having witnessed the struggles of others, I am and will always be especially sensitive.
(Do you know where I’m going with this?)
Around mid-May I decided that I needed to start working out in the morning. Why? Because working out after work, in the crazy Cabo heat, was a bit too much for me.
So, I got up one morning and did Kenpo X.
Later that day, I told C., “This is INSANE. I get up ONE morning to work out and I’m literally EXHAUSTED. Like, can’t-keep-my-eyes-open-exhausted.”
The next day I was tired.
AND the next day.
And then the day after that, I thought… “Hmmm… I need to take a nap.”
I don’t really TAKE naps.
Inner monologue: “This is weird. I feel really tired… this feels a lot like how I felt when I was pregnant for Lila. Perhaps I should probably take a pregnancy test.”
So I put off taking a test for several days then decided to take an old one I had lying around.
At approximately 7:30 a.m. on Sunday, May 23rd C. and I found out that we were going to be parents.
Then after 3 more tests within a several day period, it was confirmed.
(I like to be sure.)
And, after we heard the heartbeat and saw the little gummy bear on the ultrasound it was further confirmed that there is definitely a little being hanging out in my mid-section.
In fact, would you like to see him or her?
This little one is super-active, like a little popcorn. And, sort of resembles Mr. Peanut…
With the aid of no drugs.
And, for the first time EVER without actually trying.
No basal body temping.
As it turns out, we’ve been blessed. Hugely.
Lila and her baby brother or baby sister will be 19 months apart. Which I think is totally do-able. (Right? Right?)
I am 12.5 weeks pregnant… and as you may have noticed on yesterday’s post (on the pantry door), this baby is due in 2011. On January 30th.
I think this little sweetie pie looks perfect already…
More details to come…
(Bring on your questions! I plan on writing a follow-up post this weekend.)
Onward into the second trimester I joyfully skip…