So I suppose I shall first clarify for the inevitable question of "She's pregnant with toddlers? What?!"
In the event that I were actually pregnant with toddlers I believe my story would be considered much more newsworthy;
however, as I am simply pregnant and chasing around two energetic little boys- you get a blog.
The title is intended to draw attention to this daunting and endearing fact-
being pregnant and being pregnant... with toddlers, are two entirely different experiences.
Why a blog? I feel an intense desire to leave behind many footprints in this world showing my children how much they have been loved,
every little word, kiss, mess
and maybe especially how loved they were, even before their eyes were opened to the sites of the outside world.
So let us set the stage. It's the end of February, leading up to sweet Z-man's first birthday and the boys have been hit hard with flu symptoms. Puking, high fevers, coughs, the works. Mommy is doing all she can to keep a few needed dishes clean and wash load after load of gag-me laundry, all the while holding a listless baby and tending to the needs of her cuddly toddler, pumping them both full of water, juice, probiotics and herbal remedies (and of course Mama milk for the baby).
Whenever Daddy is home, and sometimes when he is not, we sit around watching movies and shows- if ever there was a time to be a couch potato it is now. After several days of this Mommy catches herself crying at a children's cartoon. Hmm odd. No matter, back to tending. Later that day she realizes she is definitely becoming a basket-case over movies, commercials- just about anything with a 'Kodak Moment' and decides just for the heck of it she should try one of those tests. You know, the ones with the two little pink lines?
A few days pass, including Zee's first birthday! We spend a memorable half hour at the yogurt shop with his first true bowl of sugar; thankfully his tummy has been on the mend for several days and the treat goes over perfectly!
Friday morning is the first morning I've remembered to pull that little Dollar Store stick (short plug here- I have found their tests very effective the last two pregnancies, my second I saw a second line at almost 3 weeks- and the best part, they are... a dollar.)
left untouched from the last pregnancy test round, out of it's package first thing in the morning; so I decide to go ahead and test. Imagine my surprise when I don't even have to wait 3 seconds, let alone 3 minutes, for a strong second line to appear.
I'm pregnant... I'M pregnant... I'm PREGNANT? I'M PREGNANT!
Giddiness and giggles appear, it's funny how a test so unromantic can generate an epic amount of excitement in a woman.
I regain my composure. I need to plan a cute way to let Daddy know, and now in our rush to get out the door is not the time. I get together with the girls this morning, I am a mess, but I have a secret to keep. We all leave feeling awkward, me because my thoughts are all over the place and my memory is gone, and them because the biggest mouth in the group sat silent through nearly every topic. After a full day of pondering all the areas of our life this news impacts, I am more than relieved when we are home. I write a to-do list as follows:
March-November
- Be sure K is eating healthy and exercising.
- Put baby bassinet together
- Wash newborn clothes
- Set up birthing supplies
- Talk to instructors
- Go on a good date
- Enjoy our new baby!
After a half hour of reminding N that I left a to-do list on the freezer that he needs to transfer to his planner, he finally picks it up in the middle of making some steaks. As you can see, if you simply read the first line, or maybe even two there is not a lot of hard information contained therein, so after a second spent reading he turns around to check on his steaks. Now I can't help laughing out loud. Really? He gives me a funny look and picks the paper back up to finish reading. His eyes widen and he gets the cutest, most specifically excited look which I've only seen three or four times.
"Are you?? Really?! Awesome!!"
It would require way too much detail to go into exactly how we told everyone else. However I am including this picture I drew and sent to our family and a few close friends to share our happy news.
This Mama is exhausted, it is 1am, granted the time I write best, but also the time I sleep best.
Goodnight.
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