And Baby Makes…

5 Sep

I have an announcement to make.

At the end of July, Mr. and I found out that we were expanding our family.

I took not one, not two, but  three pregnancy tests. They were all positive.

Mr. had no idea I had even bought tests, let alone taken them.

Middle Little walked into the bathroom and I decided to have some fun.

“Here, Buddy,” I said, handing him the positive test, “Go give this to Daddy!”

He took the stick from me and looked confused. “Go ahead…” I urged. He ran out of the bathroom and to the couch where Mr. was sitting. I waited behind to give it a minute to register.

“Where did you get this?!?!” He exclaimed, “Give that to me!” Then to me, “Ummmm… do you know our son is carrying around a pregnancy test?!”

I just waited quietly.

“Here, Buddy. Give that to Daddy,” Mr. said. Middle Little handed it over. “Thanks.”

There was a moment of silence, followed by, “Oh my gosh! Are you serious!?! That’s great!” The smile on Mr.’s face said it all. He was thrilled. And so was I.

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We had a brief discussion about who to tell, and when. We decided to bask in the joy of our good news alone for a while, and after a few weeks just tell people as it came up.

The next days went on uneventfully.

Thursday, August 1, 2013 I woke up feeling great. I even made a mental note about how I wasn’t nauseous (which I had been starting to feel in the mornings for about a week and a half). I went on with my day as usual, but around dinner time was feeling a bit crampy. Thinking I hadn’t had enough to drink, I gulped down some water.

As the evening progressed, the cramping got worse. I told Mr. that I needed to lay down for a while. I went to bed around 8 and at about 9 I got up to go to the bathroom. I sat down, and there it was: a bright red spot of blood.

I looked down and looked at the blood. As it registered what was happening, I became angry. Angry at myself for not taking better care of my body. Angry at Mr. for not coming and making sure I was okay (he didn’t even know I was awake, let alone what was transpiring). Angry at my kids for being naughty and causing stress. Angry at my baby for not hanging on. I was angry.

So. Very. Angry.

Just as suddenly as this baby, and the joy that came with it, appeared, she was leaving.

…to be continued…

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6 Responses to “And Baby Makes…”

  1. Jenn Rian September 5, 2013 at 9:54 pm #

    😦

  2. Auntie Nancy September 6, 2013 at 10:53 am #

    Ok the test in the pictures say not Prego! and you wrote to be to be continued… So I’m still waiting to hear the number 4 is on the way! As always you , MR and the children are in my thoughts and prayers! Love you all!

    • minuteformama September 6, 2013 at 1:16 pm #

      The tests are positive, but the line is faint. It always is with me. Plus, the fact that it is a picture, and taken in bad lighting makes the lines even harder to see. But, it’s there.

    • zachariahbp September 7, 2013 at 9:27 pm #

      The one she gave to Middle Little was a digital readout. That one clearly said Pregnant.

  3. Veronica Strohecker September 6, 2013 at 12:23 pm #

    this really broke my heart.

  4. Margaret and Jerry September 6, 2013 at 4:16 pm #

    Hugs to you and Zach. So sorry for your loss. You are in our thoughts and prayers.

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