This was a big surprise to us...personally I wanted another but not quite this soon. This is proof that Gods timing is much better than our own. Hunter will be basically the same age Zack was when he was born and I love that they are close in age...and I know that it would be much harder for me to start over with a new baby if Hunter was older, more independent and at an "easier" stage of life. I also LOVE that this baby is due on Thanksgiving...I am looking forward to an excuse to not go anywhere for Thanksgiving and Christmas (moms of littles...you know how Holidays are). It is going to make 6 months of every year pretty intense while the rest of the year we have almost nothing (October - Halloween, November - #3 Birthday, December - Christmas, January - Hunters Birthday, February - ahhh breathe, March - Zack's Birthday...I didn't include my September birthday, our April anniversary or Adam's May birthday). I know I don't have to do all these events in a big way but I LOVE it and I will.
Baby 3 will most likely be our last so I am planning on enjoying this pregnancy (no matter how I feel) and enjoy getting ready for baby. This will also be the first pregnancy where I don't have to move...twice (let alone once)...and the only pregnancy were I can really REALLY decorate the nursery (again I know this isn't a need but it is what I love).
I'm expecting a boy...just because I'm a boy mom...it's who I am. I would of course be the best mom I can be no matter what. I think Zack will be very excited about a new baby and take excellent care of him/her and I'm almost positive Hunter won't notice there is another person in the house until baby is old enough to move and take his toys. Talk about different personalities. I'm very curious to watch both of them interact with a new baby...and I know they will be so different and so much more grown up when the baby comes.
Adam has been so calm in all this...I totally freaked out when I saw the positive test and Adam...being Adam was totally calm...which both annoyed me and helped me accept this news. In my defense this was the WORST day to take a pregnancy test...even if I was expecting it to be negative. Picture this...2 sick kids...the threat of more snow/ice storms...5:00 wake up call...7:30 trip to walk in hours at the pediatrician...ped office walk in hours closed due to storm threat...first appointment 8:30 am...killing time at Harris Teeter...hmmm maybe I'll pick up a test (just in case)...Several negative tests over the past year since my body never really recovered from pregnancy with Hunter...double doctors appointment...double co-pay...nothing we can do...take two cranky sick boys home...take the test...get snacks to get a second of quiet...ok results are in...throw the test away...WAIT! NO WAY THAT LOOKS LIKE A POSITIVE!...do I call Adam...do I wait until I take a confirmation test tomorrow and tell him in some cute way...wondering around the house followed by two cranky sick boys not knowing how to process this...call Adam "I think I'm pregnant" "are you sick or something?" "No I took a test and it was positive...clearly positive...it might be wrong I'll take another tomorrow...what if it isn't wrong...this is crazy...what are we going to do..." "I't will be fine, we have 9 months to get ready...it will be good"...head spinning.
Anyway I've heard the heartbeat and I am in love. I am so looking forward to completing our family!
