It's true, I'm pregnant. My due date is March 31st. And my baby is the size of a bean. I've known for a while, but wasn't going to tell anyone until there was a heartbeat. I did a pretty good job not telling anyone but Steve cannot keep a secret, especially when it comes to my pregnancies. He always been the one to spill the beans.
When I found out, I had no idea how far along I was because my body has issues. But according to the pregnancy "wheels" at work I would have been 5 weeks farther along then I really am. So pretty much it's a miracle baby, and I'm so grateful. But before I found out, I had a dream where I just knew I was pregnant. I was just positive of it in my dream. To make it so I didn't think about it all day long I took a pregnancy test expecting it to be negative (we've been 'trying' for over a year now). Obviously, the outcome was the opposite of what I expected.
I know we're not past the safety zone of the 12 weeks, but there were so many people who already knew. And I think about it all the time. Not only because of morning sickness and my super human pregnancy smelling, but because I'm already starting to show (one more reason why you should be 'in shape' before you get pregnant, especially with your third)!
At my first doctors appointment (about a month ago) I found out I was about 5 weeks. It was hard to tell because there was just a yolk sack, nothing inside yet. But that was their estimation. It was pretty accurate because at my appointment this last Monday, I was 8 weeks 6 days. But there was an awesome heartbeat. Nice and fast, and definately strong (it was visible on the ultrasound).
We're very excited to finally make another addition to our family. The kids are thrilled, and Squirt is convinced it's a boy and calls him baby Max. I'm not so sure about the name Max (it is starting to grow on me though), but I'm happy that they're actually thinking about it. It is kind of hard telling the kids so early because Squirt doesn't understand why I can't just go to the hospital and have the baby already. I tried to explain how small the baby is and that it needs to keep growing until March. I think he's starting to get it...maybe.
I'll try to do regular updates, or else I could possibly start a separate blog just for pregnancy. I'm not sure yet. I'll be thinking about that in between waves of nausea and trying to live a normal life. :)