1 day you are 18. You are dating a guy you totally DIG. He loves MXPX. He drives a bitchin’ Camaro. He has a J-O-B and he makes amazing cookies. On your 1 year dating anniversary he proposes. Not knowing what to say, and presented with bling, you say YES.
1 month later, you run away and elope. A few months later, you get married in a church. You are 19. He is 21. You were in LURVE.
You decide to start trying for a family early on, but things just don’t seem to be working.
Fast forward 4 years. You are married for 4 years, still no baby. Years of infertility, finally Clomid works. After dozens of pregnancy tests, you pee – WHAM…. PREGNANT! Finally a positive pregnancy test.
It was a long 39 weeks of constant morning sickness, but you made it. After an evening out at Posado’s for some mexican food, you leave the restaurant and contractions immediately start.
After 17 hours of labor, a botched epidural and years of waiting for this moment, you give birth to a baby girl named Zowie. Why hello there, you are cute and a girl!
18 months later God surprises you with a positive pregnancy test. Apparently those 4 years of infertility may have just needed you to go on birth control. Yes, that’s right. You were on birth control and on labor day in 2004, after peeing on a pregnancy test – you find out you are pregnant again.
25 months after the last baby, your water breaks on the lawn of the hospital. 3 hours of labor, no epidural you deliver a boy. Yes… another baby, baby #2. He is a perfect angel, named Sean Elijah. He looks like his dad, side burns, faux hawk – he is amazing and SO quiet.
Life goes on – happily ever after. You always have a desire for a large family, but you decide that’s not up to you. You leave it to God, forgo birth control and play wait and see.
4 years pass since your last child.
You plan vacation to Disney World. Splurging here and there, since you know – the kids are older and they’ll appreciate it now. 2 days before departing for Disney, you find out you are pregnant – with one of your dear friends who happens to be at Disney at the same time.
You spend your time at Disney, an emotional wreck with your pregnant friend. Your 6 year old daughter tells you that you look pregnant on the tram back to the hotel. You tell her she is right and that she is going to be a big sister again. She cries. You cry. She thinks babies are made at Disney World.
7 months after your Disney vacation, and a relatively easy pregnancy, you give birth to another baby. Again epidural free, but this time you induce. It was a HELL of a labor, but you survived and so did the sweet baby who was born on 3/16.
Yes, another boy. He’s a darling little super hero named Izaiah. He’s adorable, a bit loud – but extremely CUTE.
Life settles down. Colic finally comes to an end. The baby starts to sleep through the night. You continue working and traveling. Your career is at an all-time high. Life is great. Then something weird happens.
Your sister-in-law jokingly gives you a pregnancy test while at your mother-in-law’s house for Christmas gift…. as a GAG gift, in front of the whole family. You know, since you have an 8-month old – yes your family is sick like that.
You laugh and secretly panic. At 4:30 am you decide you should take the test. You sneak into your teenage brother-in-law’s bathroom to see 2 lines immediately appear. You cry. You scream for your husband to stop playing games with his family (yes, your family is still up at 4:30 am and they are TOTALLY COMPETITIVE at board games).
WHAM. Pregnant. Again. You’re 10 weeks pregnant and you didn’t even know it. Your husband comforts you and you are reminded that this life is an adventure, with someone else at the controls.
My family has been blessed over and over. In a few days (or hey, tonight if you want to come meet us little baby!) we will have a new little one to call our own. Our fourth child. Yes, we will be that family in the restaurant you are gawking at doing a mental count of how many children they have.
BUT REALLY.. 4!?!? I always wanted 4 kids, but never did I think God would bless me with this.
I guess another baby was in His plan all along.