A very nice surprise has been brought to us via " I am an Irongirl , so hubby thinks I am hot" and decided to knock me up!!!
Weeks 1-4 = Drunken nights that ended up with a little thing called ovulation and implantation .
Weeks 5-8 = Lots of ....... barfing. crying . medication
weeks 9-12 = Aww.. It was all worth it.. Look at that little jumping bean in my belly!
Through it all I have barely been able to get out and swim.bike.run
So, the day we confirmed at the Dr I am not going to lie, I was petrified. REALLY 4 kids Holy shit this is gonna be tough.
Considering the first was our "teen pregnancy" and about to enter HS this next year. Second child was planned but became our "miracle baby" after 3 open heart surgeries .
The third baby was lost unexpectedly at 12 weeks and the fourth..... OH MY she "was" definitely the last. Crazy and completely unexpected but welcomed with lots of love.
OKAY. So, this time OH this time.. I still can't believe this.. ( insert happy but somewhat sad cry)
CONTINUED !!!
