Monday, September 19, 2016

Baby #3

So, as you all probably know from facebook or real life, I'm totally and completely pregnant with #3. It's very hard to catch up on many months of not talking about it, so I've continued to put it off. This sweetie was a bit of a surprise to us, so it definitely took a little bit to get used to the idea. My mommy brain instantly went in to overdrive about logistics...we don't have a another bedroom, paying for another child in daycare, the physical and mental demands, the fact that I'm 37 (well, 38 now).


How we found out:
I was at work on June 15th and suddenly looked at a calendar and realized I was on day 28 of no monthly visitor. TMI, but I'm every 24 days like clockwork, so that was a pretty big red flag. I went home at lunch to take a pregnancy test and boom...




Daniel was in a meeting, so I couldn't reach him to tell him, but I was freaking out, so I texted Corinne. Unfortunately, she was at a funeral, so I had to wait on her to call me back to. My phone has since been wiped, but I wish I could share that text conversation. I went back to work, somehow, and had to wait until Daniel and I got home that evening to tell him. Thankfully, his first response was excitement. Of course in a bit, he got hit with the, pardon my French, "Oh shit, 3 kids".  All it took was that first OB appointment hearing that sweet heartbeat and seeing our little baby to help us realize the blessing we've been given.




How we told the kids:
We waited until after my first appointment to tell my kids on my birthday. We bought Evie a "big sister" book and bought Sullivan a book and taped the ultrasound picture to it. I would share the "big reveal" video, but it was a complete bust. Evie can't read and Sullivan didn't get it. They were excited once we finally explained what was going on, but definitely no million youtube hits video evidence. Evie for weeks before we told her and maybe even before we found out we were pregnant, kept looking at family photos and saying, "mommy, daddy, Sullivan, Evie, sister". Even creepier than that, when I ask her what we should name the baby, she said, "Gabby". When I asked why this weekend, she said, "Because I see her on the ceiling and I talk to her and she said her name is Gabby". Ummm, don't want to piss Gabby off, but I don't think I'll be naming this one Gabby.


Gender Reveal:
Due to my advanced maternal age, which the medical community now calls "elderly", we decided to do the genetic testing via a blood test. You get the option to learn the gender through this test, so we went for it. We are too old and tired and boring to do a big gender reveal party or neat gimmick, so we got a phone call on a Friday afternoon with the results. It's a girl! Sullivan's response when we told him, "I'm moving out". Evie was thrilled, of course. It never occurred to her that it would be anything other than a sister. Kids are creepy.





How I've been feeling:
HORRIBLE. Constant "morning sickness" until about 15-16 weeks. Don't know if it really went away or the terrible cold I got masked it. Follow that a week later with a stomach virus. Follow that with some lingering problem that keeps me sick most nights. My doctor had me come in for Iv fluids and new meds last week. I'm on zofran and diclegis and sucralfate currently to try and help. I'm very ready for the part of pregnancy where you feel good and want to eat all the time. The thought of most food makes me ill still. I had actually lost 2 pounds at my last appointment. Boo. "Gabby" needs to get it together! Ok, done complaining for now. :)