Then everyone wants the story. So here it is:
First off, I know your primary question is: was it planned? No, it wasn't.
If you read back to after I had my last baby, I wrote about my plans for taking my body back, getting back in shape and running a marathon. Having another baby was the LAST thing on our minds. Wow, I just had a baby! That was so great! Let's have another one right now!! Said NO ONE EVER!
Little Joseph had just weened himself off the breast -- ALL my boys lose interest at 5 months (it's really weird). So I was finishing off the mini pill and had just had my first period since I got pregnant on April 10th. I called my doctor and I told her that I needed a new pill because I wasn't nursing anymore. I got an appointment for April 29th, but I had to take a pregnancy test on the day before to make sure I wasn't pregnant and getting on the pill. So I got the test (blood test) and went in the next day. The test was NEGATIVE. So I got all my new pills, and the doctor told me not to start until I started my next period and to take the first pill on the first day I started. Okay, my period was due in a week, so Ben and I used protection until I could start on the new pill.
So I waited for it to start, and it didn't. I was really confused because I was usually right on day 28. But then I rationalized that I had only had one since the baby, and my body was probably still adjusting.
And I waited...
A week went by... then two....
I started to get concerned that something might be wrong with my hormone levels or something. Not once did it cross my mind that I could be pregnant. It took us a year and a half to get pregnant with Jake, and 5 months to get pregnant with Joseph, and was NOT on birth control.
So, I thought, well, I have this left over test from the last time, might as well take it just for the peace of mind that I will probably start the next day.
I hadn't even finished pulling up my pants and it was giving me the double lines.
I just stared at it. Then I said some choice words no good Mormon girl would ever say.
Then I cried.
How could this happen!? We were taking precautions!!! I had just had that blood test that said negative! I had JUST HAD A BABY!!!! This wasn't happening....
Ben was out in the field until later that night, so I had to keep it all to myself as I feed the kids dinner and cleaned up the house and got them to bed.
When he finally came home tired and smelly, I sat him down and told him:
He just stared at me for a second while it clicked in his tired brain. Then he did the unexpected and smiled. "THAT'S AWESOME!!" Wait... what?!
"Are you serious!?"
"Yeah! That's awesome! Wait until I tell the guys!!" I guess there is some kind of social status hierarchy for men who knock up their women while using birth control... like it's super manly or something. I just wanted to flick him in the forehead... or punch him in the nose.
I started crying and he held me for a bit and told me it was going to be alright... if the Lord was going to mess with birth control it must be meant to be.... that kind of stuff.
I didn't want to tell anyone, but just the next week after that I REALLY started showing... it was so embarrassing... back into my maternity clothes! So I finally fessed up to my family and those I saw every day. But it took me a couple months to really come to terms with the fact I was going to have another baby at the end of the year. New baby and Joseph will only be 14 months apart. I know they will grow up close, and that's cool, but it's not cool on my poor body.
It takes me a year to recover after having a baby. This pregnancy has been hard because of that. I bleed for 4 weeks... I thought I was miscarrying and ended up in the ER. Everything looked good so they just chalked it up to my body trying to make sense out of all the craziness.
I have never been morning sick until this one, either. Sprite Zero has been my friend.
So I thought, it might be a girl. But I KNEW it was another boy, because that's how we roll.
I got really anxious about it so we scheduled an ultrasound at 15 weeks to find out the gender so I would stop obsessing and felt like I could finally officially announce it.
We went in yesterday, and the second that wand hit my stomach I saw the boy part... After 4 boys you get really good at reading ultrasounds. I usually don't post my boy parts ultrasound pictures, but since there has been many questions about the validity of the ultrasound, here it is, judge for yourself:
This one is awesome because you can see all his fingers as he sucks his thumb (It's amazing what you can see these days at only 15 weeks old!!):
Was I disappointed it wasn't a girl? I don't know. I mean, I thought it would be awesome to have a girl, but I KNOW boys. Boys are my thing. I'm pretty good at it, I think. And I pretty much knew the whole time it was a boy, I just got the male vibe.
I'm okay with it! It's going to be fun! Boys are crazy, dirty, loud, out of control, and completely precious... and they adore me :) It's going to be great fun!