Can you believe it? Because I still can't....After Jaxon was born, about 3 weeks out, I started going on long (4-5mile) walks to try to get back into shape. We were walking all over Phoenixville running errands and going to Valley Forge park and doing the loop (several massive hills that I hates!). After a couple weeks they were actually getting harder to complete, which was frustrating since I was going out 4-5 days a week and eating better. I was intensely tired all the time and couldn't figure out why since Jaxon was sleeping through the night and is a good napper. Then, I started getting up in the middle of the night several times to pee. I though at this point "I feel like I am pregnant" but dismissed that thought immediately because I hadn't gotten my period yet. Then I started to feel sick. A lot. I would be REALLY hungry and then as soon as I started to eat I was disgusted with the food that was on my plate. Still I pushed the notion that I was pregnant from my mind. The final straw was on Father's Day when I could barely button the skirt I wanted to wear. I was feeling really down on myself for all the exercise I was doing and not seeing results. So finally I took a test on Monday (day after Father's Day) and it was positive. I was sitting on the side of the bed, hugging my knees to my chest at 5 in the morning and Josh woke up asking what was wrong. I told him nothing and to go back to sleep--no reason for him to lose sleep if I was already stressing enough for the both of us. That wasn't happening, he knew something was up for me to be awake and alert that early in the morning. I told him my symptoms and that I had taken a test. He sat bolt upright in bed. I said "it can't be right...." and he dove across the bed and tackled me into the pillows. Best reaction I could hope for! I thought he was going to be shocked and scared like I was, but he was so happy!
I went to the OB the next day and he believes that as of today I am 12 weeks along! I never got my period so we need more diagnosticsc to pin point a due date. If he is right I missed my entire first trimester. Yikes! We are going for an ultrasound on the 8th to lock down a due date and then will have to decide where to deliver. I am torn between the sweet release of drugs that the hospital can provide, and the homey atmosphere and quick discharge of the birth center (where I delivered Jaxon).
Please pray for us over the next year (couple years). Specifically for strength, patience, energy and stamina. Also, of course, for a smooth and healthy pregnancy for the baby and myself. We are very excited for this next blessing, albeit much sooner than we had planned. Although, my plans for my life and God's plans for it never seem to line up. His have always worked out much better than mine, so I am trusting that he wouldn't give me something I can't handle.
So excited for this journey we are on and thankful that we have so many great friends and family to share it with! Hope to see you ALL soon! XOXO






