Thanksgiving may be over but my family has a lot to be thankful for this year. I’m thankful that life doesn’t always go the way we plan it. Some of the best things in my life have been surprises and I’m content to recognize that my plan may not always be the best one in the end.
A few weeks ago we found out that I am pregnant. This is great news, but a little scary when you know my pregnancy history. I have a 5 year age gap between my two youngest since my fourth son passed away. I hated the thought of my daughter being all on her own once my older boys left for college and even though the idea of her being a sweet little caboose baby was nice, I wasn’t really content with that.
Like any major life changes, we had some adjusting to do. My house isn’t big enough. Babies take extra money. How would I handle bedrest being away from friends and family?
We decided to do the only logical thing- take things one day at a time. Those things have a way of sorting themselves out.
The day before Thanksgiving I went in for my first ultrasound. I was nervous because I have a history of developing subchorionic hematomas which would immediately put me on modified bedrest.
This is my 6th pregnancy so I can read an ultrasound fairly well. I knew what I was looking at as soon as it appeared on the screen.
Things just got interesting you guys.
I was still wrapping my mind around the idea of 5 kids. Twins makes 6. Now all my previous concerns are doubled. My high risk pregnancy just got REALLY high risk. My car no longer fits us all. My house REALLY isn’t big enough. There’s now two babies to lose if something goes wrong instead of one, and I really don’t know if my heart can take that.
It’s early so we’re still waiting to see if they both continue to grow. I considered waiting to share the news but I can’t hide the fact that I’m pregnant from anyone who sees me in person I so I figure the secret is out anyway. I suffer from hyperemesis during every pregnancy and the extra hormones and medications they have me on don’t do anything to help that. I’m basically down for the count and it’s just easier for me to admit that.
For now, I’m just going to believe that everything is going to be okay.