Baby #3! Surprise!!! I know, you all are thinking wow. And wow is right! I am 12 weeks pregnant today. I'll save you the math calculation and tell you that this baby and Olivia will be 16 1/2 months apart. Phew. I know. I found out May 20th that I was pregnant. I know this may be TMI (so dad, I'm sorry!) but I only had one period and then BAM, got pregnant! I can't say it was a total shock because I decided since we knew for sure that we wanted another one that I would not get back on birth control. I was five days late when I took the test. I had really been wanting some wine and I thought, hmmmmm, I think I should have started by now so I better take a test just to be sure. Sure enough, it was a big, fat:
For those of you I recently saw in Louisiana or those of you I have talked to, I am sorry I didn't tell you! There are some other things going on which I will blog about later but I wanted to make sure everything was okay before I made the big announcement!
I am due February 1st (at least according to ultrasound). Long story short, there may be something wrong with the baby. I have already had 4 ultrasounds (more than I had my entire pregnancies with Carter and Olivia), a high risk OB appointment, a first trimester down syndrome screen (which praise the Lord, came back normal), a slew of lab work, and will be scheduled for a fetal echo (ultrasound of the baby's heart) when I am 18-20 weeks pregnant. The baby has an abnormal nuchal fold measurement, which can mean a chromosomal problem like Down Syndrome, or a congenital heart defect. Based on the fact that Carter also has a heart defect (a very mild one), the doctors are more concerned about this.
The past week has been quite the emotional rollercoaster. Theo and I have walked down a dark road but we now see some light. With the call yesterday saying the baby's Down Syndrome screen was normal, I felt like I could breathe again. I felt as if had been holding my breath for 5 days and could finally exhale. I have been praying the hardest prayers of my life...begging and pleading with God. I was very eager to trade my health for the health of this baby. I struggled with praying for a healthy baby versus praying God's will be to done. We are not completely out of the woods yet. We won't know more about the baby's heart until a couple of months from now. But I am standing firm on God's word and know he will give us exactly the baby we are meant to have.
We met over nine years ago and have been married for seven years. We have traveled all over together, have shared good times and bad, and now spend most of our time chasing our kids around! We believe God chose us for each other and we strive daily to keep him at the center of our marriage.
Our energetic six year old, and firstborn. He's a self procalimed genius. He loves playing with his friends, watching anything on PBS and VeggieTales, building with blocks, practicing his cartoon artist skills. He rules the roost and we couldn't imagine it any other way.
Our three year old daughter, a precious princess with her daddy wrapped around her finger. She is the daughter I always knew I would have long before I ever got married. She is a smiler and talker and lover of food, hugs and kisses, making puzzles, helping mommy in the kitchen, and loves both of her brothers (mostly!) She is a budding ballerina but loves the play in the mud and wrestle with the boys too. She is the most beautiful girl we have ever seen and we look forward to watching her grow and change over the next several months.
Our baby of the family...a walking, talking destructacon. He is hillarious, keeps us on our toes and is the funniest little toddler going on grown man I've ever seen!