The little yellow pill

Since my last post, I have struggled to come to the reality that I am pregnant. I never would have thought that I would be here again! I, along with my family and friends, put us on the One Child Shelf and let us gather dust. I guess, God decided that He would bless us with a baby when we no longer bothered Him about it! My mom thinks that He waited because He was going to give me my houseful of kids all in one pregnancy. I'm not sure if that was a hopeful thought or a Be Careful What You Wish For statement.

Every morning I would awake thinking I just had one more of those stupid pregnancy dreams and reality would slap me in the face but no slap came and the morning sickness hit me full force instead. Don't get me wrong, I am not complaining. Okay, I might have felt sorry for myself as I spent more time on the bathroom floor than anywhere else in the house but deep down I was thrilled. There would be so many people that would gladly take my place. It is just that I breezed through Sam's pregnancy that this came to a complete surprise.

I felt so bad for Sam and especially Blaine because I was WORTHLESS. Laundry didn't get down---I had to go downstairs for that! Meals didn't get cooked—the thought of food made me sick! The house was a disaster—Cleaning? Forget about it! Blaine, the sweet, still grinning like an idiot man, did everything for me. I love that guy! Sam would even try to control his "boy" functions, so as to not make me sick. Anyone knowing him knows that that was quite a feat! They were saints but after 3 weeks of me being non-stop sick, it had run its course. Finally, I convinced my doctor than I didn't have fifteen pounds to lose and if she didn't give me something; my boys were going to trade me in for a better model. So TADA—the wonderful little anti-nausea medicine! I have found my new love!

So long story short—I am feeling better and now let the baby excitement begin! I still find myself making plans for a big garden, horse riding and water skiing when I look down at my baby bump (Yes, I already have one!) I realize that those things will have to wait for next year. J Bring on the baby!