In early May I was feeling a bit “off”. My appetite wasn’t all there and I was getting a bit tired and cranky. Jonathan kept offering to pick up a pregnancy test, but I just didn’t want to know, even though I had a feeling. I guess you could say I was in denial.
The night before Mother’s Day, after the girls were in bed, Jonathan ran a few errands. He came home with a pregnancy test. Thanks Jonathan! I was just not in the mood. Anyway, I ended up falling asleep on the couch and woke up a little after midnight. I figured “why not?” and took the test. It did not take long to show me what I really already knew to be true. I was pregnant and I found out on Mother’s Day of all days. I had a good cry and managed to fall back to sleep.
Why the crying? I didn’t cry when I found out about being pregnant with Abigail, my first. But with each subsequent pregnancy I did cry. I wasn’t unhappy to be pregnant-to be bringing another life into the world. It is more of a feeling of being overwhelmed. You think about your hardest days and wonder, “can I really do this with one more?” And then you think about the extra diapers, food, and square footage you could use to accommodate another life. It is just a lot to take in when you see two lines on a stick. I am happy to say that I am much better now, and am very excited about having another little Kapaldo!
Trip to Pennsylvania
About a week later we headed on our big road trip to Pennsylvania for my brother-in-law’s graduation. We didn’t want to say anything to anyone even though it would have been a great opportunity to share the news in person. We weren’t sure how far along we were since I hadn’t had my first appointment yet. But it was pretty remarkable how often the subject came up among “the boys”. I think it was Aaron who asked, “How old is Lily now?” After we told him 18 months he responded, “Isn’t it about time to have another one?”
It turns out that wasn’t the only time the guys gave Jonathan a hard time about adding another kid to the mix. Little did they know…
Spilling the Beans to Mom
The girls and I visit my Mom at least once a week on her days off. The day we visited after our trip wouldn’t you know that the subject came up again? My Mom asked me if we were really considering having a fourth. I asked her, “Do you think that’s crazy?” She replied with something like, “No, I was just wondering if you had a time table.” And then I just started crying and told her basically that it was already happening.
I had my first appointment shortly after telling my Mom the news. I really didn’t know how far along I was, so I was looking forward to this appointment. The ultrasound showed that I was only about seven weeks along with a due date of January 5, 2014.
We thought it would be fine to let the girls know, even though it was so early in the pregnancy. They seemed pretty excited-especially Abigail. We told them they couldn’t say anything. Sarah didn’t seem to have any desire to talk about it with anyone. Abigail, however, was very excited to share the news. I am happy to report though that she didn’t say a peep about it until we made our news public. There would be plenty occasions though when we would be around people and Abigail would pull me aside and whisper, “Can I tell so-and-so about the baby in your belly?” I would tell her it wasn’t time yet and she was OK with that.
A few of my Facebook friends either have four kids or have their fourth on the way. One of them posted a video of comedian Jim Gaffigan doing a bit on parenting. I can relate with him because (1) he has 3+ kids (he actually has five now) and (2) he lives in a 2-bedroom apartment. I needed to see this because I needed a good laugh. I happened to see it shortly after I found out I was pregnant. You should check it out.
Here’s one more of our little one at 12 weeks along:
Stay tuned to hear more about our goings-on with baby #4.