6 hours ago
Sunday, November 6, 2011
How we found out...
In June of this year I had to go to the doctor for some annual blood work due to a medication that I am on. Seth and Colton went with me, we thought it would be a quick and uneventful visit. They waited in the waiting room while I walked back with the nurse. She took my blood pressure and temperature. Then, finally took some blood and requested a urine sample. About five minutes later the Doc came in and said these exact words. "Welp, you're pregnant". ...WHAT!?!?!?!?... After the miscarriage, Seth and I had decided to wait until after I graduated to have another little blessing. He was in the process of starting a new job and after a quick calculation I realized this baby would be due right in the middle of student teaching. The doc finished up while I sat there dumbfounded. I was so worried, worried about the timing, worried this pregnancy would end up in another miscarriage, worried what Seth was going to think. The nurse came in to give me some paperwork and a little plastic bag containing a white stick with two clearly pink lines. I opened the door to the waiting room, saw my adorable son and husband playing, I stood there for a moment, then the tears came streaming down my face. Seth saw me crying and asked me what was wrong. My only possible response was to hand him the plastic bag. So I did. Seconds later, through the sobs, I managed to blurt out a wimpy "I'm pregnant". I waited patiently for his response. The words I heard next took a huge weight off my shoulder, Seth always has a way of making me realize that everything is going to be okay. He smiled "Well, what are you crying for?" and gave me a big bear hug.
On the ride home we went into planning mode. By my timeline I was about 5 weeks along, we decided not to tell anyone until closer to 10. With my high risk status I had been told to call the baby doc as soon as I found out about any pregnancy. I did so and got an appointment for later that week. We discussed possibilities and explained to Colton that he was going to have a little sibling. By the time we reached the driveway I was feeling tons better, everything was going to be okay, we knew it.