I can't believe its taken me this long to post but thanks to my good friend (thanks H.O'.) I am doing it now. On the morning of the boy's birthday party, I felt horrible. Stressed, tired, hollow, icky. Then I yelled at my poor sweet husband for no reason and I thought to myself...uh oh, I better buy a pregnancy test. Sure enough, a couple hours later, Matt was hugging my guts out in the bathroom while we stared at the two VERY pink lines. For the next 16 weeks, I tried to absorb the enormity of what we had just taken on while trying not to throw up my stomach lining. I had never been that sick with the boys.
Then we got to see her.
HER.
I laid on that ultra-sound table as I had done 100 times while pregnant with the boys and could not look away. A little girl, swimming around, happy and healthy. Before I walked into the appointment, I was just getting used to the idea of having another baby. But, then I got to see her and it was all suddenly real and I was in love. Her little heart beating away. Matt couldn't stop smiling. We were just both thanking God over and over, healthy...a healthy baby, ANOTHER healthy baby.
We expect her around March 16.
I ask the boys what I have in my belly. They say "bebe". I say, what kind of baby? "Grrrr". What should we name her? "Bebe Grrrr". They keep trying to feed the baby through my belly button and can't understand why they can't take her out yet. It must be confusing for them but in a couple more months, it will, most certainly, become very very real.
I have to say, I am a bit nervous. Sure, we did twins. But, I was naive to newborns, nursing and sleep deprivation. Now, not so naive. But, I know we can do it, it will just be a day by day process for a while. The boys are ready and will be awesome big brothers.
Can't wait to share her with you next year!!