Surprise!

This is why I have been missing since January as most of you know already. No this is not a picture of my baby but it is a baby at 16 weeks gestation.Who would think that something this cute and small could make an adult as sick as I have been when pregnant with these tiny little creatures. Even still I am ill although not nearly as bad as the first three months. This time around was a bit of a surprise although there was no counting days, charting menstrual cycles, purchasing pregnancy tests by the handfuls as in past pregnancy attempts this didn't exactly come out of no where as we do know what causes pregnancy. This definitely was on God's timetable and not mine. I have wanted three or four and Jeff has been fine with two but was open to three. I being the type A planner was thinking that maybe in another year or two we would have another. Obviously God was laughing that I would think I was in control. He knew all along that 2011 would be the year of baby #3. When I discovered I was pregnant I was five weeks and it was a Friday morning before work. I happened to have a left over test from when we were trying for Landon so I peed on it as I was fixing my hair not really expecting there to be two lines. So as I was walking out the door I glanced at the test expecting to see one line as I tossed it in the trash and was SHOCKED to see two. I even checked the expiration date thinking clearly the test was bad. I laughed, then cried, then laughed that I was crying. I then went to work and throughout the day couldn't believe I would be mom to three in the fall. I thought of all the reasons this was not a good time but yet excited that I had a new life busily forming inside. Headed to a concert at church that night I met Jeff at mom and dads. I had a headache and was telling Jeff I couldn't take anything for it and merely repeating this twice he knew what I was talking about. He had told me a week ago that he thought I was pregnant although I thought he was joking and I think he halfway was. Nothing else was said as we ate dinner and then headed to the concert. I wasn't sure how he was going to take this as he was content with the two kids we already had but as always he was fine even good actually. He said that this was all in God's timing and it would all work out just fine. After a few weeks I adjusted to the idea and mostly just fear my lack of patience. Seeing that I don't have enough to go around with a 3 year old, 1 year old, husband, and hyper dog I am afraid that you add a newborn to the mix and it won't be pretty. I continue to pray for this virtue daily and ask for your prayers too. After seeing the baby on ultrasound at 12 weeks I actually was more excited than I had been with previous ultrasounds just knowing this is the last time I will be going through this experience. At first I was hoping for a little girl to complete our family that will be comprised of 5 but now I really honestly can say that I don't have a preference in gender one way or the other. I know I will love another little boy just as I love the two that I have. Little boys love their mommies and are so much fun. I also know that if its a girl although it will be a completely new experience (and maybe a little frightening thinking of the teenage years) I will love nurturing her and seeing how a little girl fits in with all things blue in this house. My favorite color is pink after all and although I was never a fan of barbie I did enjoy playing house as a kid and now house is something I don't play anymore but something we take care of and manage. Cooking was much more fun when you were doing it in your little tykes kitchen with plastic food. I really am just praying for a healthy baby and am very excited to see who is going to complete our family. God does have good time even if we don't know it at the time!

I have added a few blogs that I had written a few months ago but never got around to attaching photos. I promise I will try to make my absences shorter in duration and will be adding posts from the happenings of our household in march and april although there really was not as much as usual since I spent alot of time divided between the bedroom and bathroom) Poor Landon thinks the potty is for puking and not for peeing. He goes in and stands over the toilet and fake vomits. I am trying to get this on tape and will be sure to post on here if I am successful.