Whoops!  Where did the weekend go?  How can it be Monday night Tuesday afternoon already?  Contest stuff is starting to pick up again so if I forget to post you’ll know why.  I know I promised to show pictures of the book, but I’m putting that up as my Wordless Wednesday for tomorrow, so check back if you want to see that.

Today I thought it might be fun to write a little more about this pregnancy.

For those wondering, no, we did not plan this.  I think that’s pretty clear in our announcement picture… 😉  The day we found out, Tim and I just looked at each other and laughed.  In fact, we pretty much chuckled the whole day.  What else can you do?  We were not upset or overwhelmed when we found out–just amused.  God sometimes has a funny sense of humor.

So, 4 kids it is then!

I will admit, the first thought that popped into my head was how much I didn’t want to be pregnant again.  I was really looking forward to being done with that phase of my life and having my own body back again.  But let’s be serious, I have it pretty easy as a pregnant woman.  I don’t get morning sickness or have any other complications, and all my kids have come full term.  (I mean, other than getting comically huge, that is.)  So, most of my disappointment about expecting a 4th child was purely selfish.  Once I got over that, I actually moved to excited pretty quick.

Well, let me rephrase that.  Once I was SURE I was pregnant I move to excited quickly.  See, I wasn’t convinced that I actually was pregnant.  I know, I know… you laugh, but I felt totally normal.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  And I mean nothing.  When I went in last week for my first appointment and I was sitting in the room waiting for the midwife to come in I actually felt silly–like I was there for nothing!  I told her I would really like some confirmation that there was actually a baby in there, so she checked and sure enough there was a heartbeat.   It was at that point that she told me that she thought I was probably further along that I thought.  I was thinking I was about 9 weeks along and she said I seemed to be more like 12 weeks.  I reminded her that I normally run big during pregnancy, so I was skeptical.

So we scheduled a dating ultrasound to be sure.  And sure enough, there it was a little baby with moving arms and legs and everything just chillin’ out inside of me!  It was a little bit of a surreal experience since I felt totally normal so see how big it was already.  When I finally heard back from the ultrasound technician they agreed I was further along.  In fact, as of this past Saturday I am officially 12 weeks along.  That makes my due date on September 10th.   Isn’t that crazy?  I mean, there goes pretty much the whole first trimester!

I’m still just a tiny bit skeptical (very tiny).  So when I go in again for my 20 week ultrasound I’ll feel better.  When I went in for all the other kids at 20 weeks I measured right on, so theoretically I should measure right on for this one too.

I suppose that’s enough for now.  Hopefully I’ve answered some of the questions that have crossed your mind.   Happy Tuesday everyone!