Sorry that I posted the exciting news and then left you hanging without any details! By the time I got home each night this week, I was worn out. I had a bad headache on Wed. night, too, so that wasn't much fun! The tiredness is the only complaint I really have right now, other than some minor breast tenderness....but NOTHING like I had with the boys, esp. with Isaac!
Let's see....we found out last Friday. I knew that I was late and honestly was thinking I was taking a test just to reassure myself that it was just stress causing me to be late. WRONG! Let me just tell you, even if you think you're NOT pregnant, DO NOT take the test before you're supposed to head to work! It can wait 'til the weekend, I promise!
So at 6:30 on Friday morning, I was showing Chris the results and bawling my eyes out like I had been shot. The first thing Chris asked was,"Did the birth control not work?!" and I was like, "Well, obviously!" Bless his heart, he wandered around in shock most of the day, I think! He went on to work and I stayed home. I called my asst. principal, and she later told me that she thought someone had DIED, I was crying so hard! LOL
I wasn't able to get in to see anyone at my OB, though I think the lady really felt sorry for me and found me something as quickly as she could for Tuesday. I then called my 'regular' doctor, and did get in to see her that morning. She went ahead and did a blood test, and a friend of mine took pity on me and put a STAT order on the results. I knew, though, by this point, that it was a definite. The home test turned pink IMMEDIATELY, so I knew it was a done deal. My sweet, wonderful friend Robin met me for lunch and even brought me flowers! I don't know what I would have done without her that day, because she was able to show me that it would be okay, and remind me that this was a blessing. I didn't want to call anyone else before I knew for sure, so other than Robin, I felt pretty alone!
Poor Chris, though, kept taking the 'blame' himself, and lamenting the fact that he didn't go get the vascectomy that I suggested time and time again. I reassured him that I did not blame him, and that God is bigger than any birth control or even operation, and if this child was to be born, then He would make sure it was! That makes dealing with it much easier in my heart....knowing that God has a purpose for this child, and that He will bring me through this! HE will get the glory for what He's done in our life by bringing another child up in the faith and to know about Him.
The doctor's office called with results late Friday afternoon, confirming what I already knew. I won't lie and say that we were immediately all butterflies and praise, cause we weren't. We did, however, decide we'd do the best we could to celebrate this. We all went out to dinner, where I had to gently remind Chris that if he was going to try to cheer me up, he was gonna have to actually TALK to do so. Overwhelmed is the best word I know to use to describe how we were both feeling! After dinner, we both let our parents know what was going on, and they were all very tickled!
Saturday was still a day of fog and confusion. I called my sisters and filled them in, and their reactions struck me as funny: Suzy cracked up and kept laughing, and Brenda was in disbelief. She kept saying,"You're kidding!" and "This isn't why I thought you had called me!" LOL But they were both happy too! Chris called his brother on Sunday, and it took him a while to get the message across that we hadn't planned this!
By Monday, we were both telling our bosses (well, my boss at one school knew, so I had to tell the other principal...who is expecting herself!). Chris' principal was so excited that she wanted him to tell everyone in the school so she could talk about it! LOL We had open house at the boys' school--my former workplace--on Monday evening, and word was spreading like wildfire while we were there. SOOOOO we went ahead and told the boys on Monday night. They were both fine with the idea once we explained that Dad could come home and spend the night here at the house while I was in the hospital instead of staying with me and the baby there. Isaac, our worrier, was concerned about that! LOL
That leads us to Tuesday, when we went to see my OB. The only thing that concerned me about that appointment was that he wants me to go see a perinatologist because of the increased risk of Down syndrome because of my age. The verdict is still out over whether or not we want to do this. It won't change anything with the pregnancy...we will still carry it to term, so I am not sure that I want to do that. However, I am trying to be open to the Lord's will on this instead of relying on my own. I would appreciate your prayers as we think about this decision.
My GP went ahead and set me up a schedule to wean myself off my antidepressant and anti-anxiety medications. All in all, I will have to be totally off meds for about 5 weeks. Not that bad, but it took me about 6 weeks to feel the affects once I started taking them again when I was pregnant with Adam. Again, please keep me/us in your prayers about this.
Everyone at work has been super-understanding and supportive. That is a big help. It is a huge blessing that I am NOT in the classroom while going through this. Though it is stressful to try to learn a new job and go to school while baking a little one, I know that with God's help I can do it! I start back to school on Tuesday, and already have an assignment I will get to work on here in a few minutes.
So there you have it! The story of baby #3 has begun! Our due date is April 16th, and the boys would both like to have a little sister--shocking to me! So think pink thoughts for us, and I'll definitely keep you updated! We have an ultrasound and appointment in 2 weeks.