I had a lap procedure done in June for Endometriosis, after that we decided to not be careful in getting pregnant. Well a couple of months rolled by, and the pain started to come back, this was early September, I was struggling making the decision to call the doctor and tell him to schedule me for the hysterectomy. I certainly do not want one. I love being pregnant, I love having kids and its a sad hard choice to make. I had to consider that I have a 2 year old boy who I love and adore and chasing after him and being wild is a huge part of my life, and I can't participate in "wild times" with him if I am hurting so badly. Not to mention it makes me really grumpy. So while I am crying, seeking counsel of my dearest ladies and praying and wondering what to do, mid-September rolls around and I get this:
We are due June 18, 2015. So far everything looks good and wonderful!
This test has been life changing, a gift from the Creator, I have to giggle at people who raise their eyebrows at "number 3?!" Yes that's right, 3 kids, no we aren't getting a minivan, well not yet anyway..... it is odd that our culture thinks 3 children is a crazy amount....... I think its just more tiny people to love, my heart is full and I can't think of any other way I would rather it being.
I am already starting to "pop" and I love that tiny bump so much already, I am back on daily Lovenox shots for my clotting issues, and praying desperately that God protects this little piece of the love my hubby and I share that I carry inside of my womb.
UPDATE! This pee stick turned into a beautiful 2yo VBAC baby!