Monday, July 27, 2009

Finding Out and Sharing the News

For memories sake, I wanted to share here how we found out that our new little one was on the way. Boss and I had decided that we were open to getting pregnant for a third time (after meeting with yet another doctor who said it was perfectly safe for me to get pregnant again), so I guess you could say we were trying to get pregnant. Or we weren't trying not to get pregnant. My cycles are never regular, so I had been taking pregnancy tests for the last few months to see if we were pregnant, and they were always negative. When it came time to test again this month, I was not expecting to see anything different. In fact, I had just taken a pregnancy test the week before with negative results.

One night, we had the whole crew at Wal-Mart, and I decided to take another test. I did not tell Boss (he gets a little mad at the amount of money I spend on pregnancy tests). I sent him off to look at toys with the girls, and I took my little test to the bathroom. Yes, I did....right there in Wal-Mart. I waited and waited, and just before I was ready to throw the test in the trash can, the faintest pink line appeared on the screen. I could not believe my eyes! So, what did I do? I promptly went and bought another test (from the same cashier I might add...she just gave a knowing smile). This time, there was still a line indicating pregnancy, but it was even more faint. I clearly needed a second opinion, so I wrapped those dirty, germ infested, pee sticks up and put them in my purse so I could show Boss. I found him in the Barbie isle where we both examined the sticks for the next ten minutes. Were we pregnant? Were those lines real? Hmmm. There was only one thing for us to do. Stop at Kroger on the way home from Wal-Mart and buy more tests. You didn't expect me to use the same cashier again, did you? I didn't think so.

This time, I bought the digital tests that read pregnant or not pregnant. I rushed right home and took the first test, and to my surprise, it said not pregnant. Looking back, I think it was because I had already used the bathroom so much and it was so late in the day, but I was crushed. I didn't realize until that moment how much I wanted to be carrying another baby. No matter my fear and anxiety over being pregnant again, I wanted it to be true. We went to bed that night confused. I had two faint positive pregnancy tests, and one clearly negative test. It was a long night. The next morning, I jumped out of bed and hurried to take my last test. I prayed that it would be a clear yes or no, so that I would no longer have to wonder. I took the test and right away it said PREGNANT! Hooray! What an amazing feeling. It was almost like finding out I was pregnant for the very first time all over again.

We had originally said we were going to keep the pregnancy a secret for awhile (other than telling our parents), but Emma had other plans. I was on the phone in the kitchen with a person from hospital billing, trying to set up an appointment (the girls had been occupied with a movie), and when I turned around, Emma was staring at me wide eyed. She said, Mama, are we going to have a baby? Her eyes were filled with such excitement that I could not keep it a secret from her. I called Boss in, and we told the girls together. They were very excited! They both hope for another sister, but have agreed to love this baby even if it is a brother. That is very nice of them, don't you think?

I will be seven weeks pregnant this week, and I go for my first appointment August 12th. I would be lying is I said I wasn't nervous. There have been a couple of moments this past week where anxious thoughts have filled my mind over my health, but overall, I feel peaceful and am trusting God to care for what is best for me and my little one. Each child is a gift, and I look forward to growing this new little one inside of me! We love you Baby Z Number Three (who we also lovingly refer to as Poppy)!

* I have taken four more tests since then and all have clearly said pregnant, so we are good to go! And Boss still loves me, even though all of our gas money this month went towards funding my pregnancy test addiction. He is the best.

1 comment:

The Grigsbys said...

I laughed out loud while reading that. I, too, have been known to take way more pregnancy tests than necessary. How was I supposed to know there is no such thing as a false positive?

Congratulations! We are so happy for your family.