It was Grace's 4 month well baby check up~the weight check and all the goodies. She had been admitted not too long ago with RSV so we had to keep tabs on her weight~anyway...I had been asking the doctor some personal questions about my cycle returning. He looked at me like I was an purple people eater when I asked why my cycle had not returned after 4 months. He was the doctor~I was asking him!! He went through a check list of questions and looked at me once more~asking me if there was any possible way that I could be pregnant. I for a moment thought NO WAY, but I remembered this 1 time that Grace had fallen asleep...;) I said I guess there is always a possibility~but it was only once so probably not. So on his last attempt to find out the culprit to my missing cycle we ran a pregnancy test. He was gone from the office for what seemed like an eternity~when he returned he extended his hand and told me "congratulations~your pregnant!" I'm sure I turned every shade of white because he kept asking me if I was feeling alright~I actually wanted to throw up right there!! How was I going to explain going to my BABIES 4 month check up and finding out that I was pregnant?? So we tallied back to the one time and discovered that I was 2 months pregnant. Talk about a shock~I am one of those lucky pregnant ladies with no sickness so there was no signs of pregnancy~maybe being tired but I had a newborn!! I remember thinking that my body had betrayed me~wasn't it supposed to protect me from this?? I didn't breast feed but still~I never knew that you could get pregnant that soon after having a baby!!
So I tottled home in complete shock~what was I going to tell my husband?? My dad?? My friends?? My in-laws?? Well.....my husband didn't believe me at first~he had the same reaction, my dad was worried about the toll it would take on me being pregnant again so quickly. I have to admit~during those times I had horrible thoughts~~at one point I prayed that I would miscarry (and I have lost a pregnancy in the past) and I knew that it was a horrible thought to have but 2 babies in a year~not even a year~11 months!! Looking back now I can see that I was suffering from postpartum depression but at the time it just seemed like the only answer. Well....when the 3 month safety net came upon us and the little peanut was still living in it's nice cozy womb I began to realize that we were having this baby wither I liked it or not. As time moved on and that baby began to move and kick I fell in absolute love~the ultrasounds could not come soon enough. I was considered high risk because of the pregnancies being so close together, so I got to see the doctor's office quite a bit~not to mention that I still had an infant that had check up's. lol The nurses in the office were taking bets on when I would deliver~I delivered at 37 weeks with Grace (story to be told in about a month) so they really didn't think I would carry to term. But I walked in carrying my 11 month old on the date I was due and the doctor checked me and I was dilated and looking good~so he asked if I was ready to meet this little peanut~that was hugely strange to me to be induced as with my 3 other deliveries my water had broke~my children decided their own birthday. And here I was deciding when this little girl was coming into the world. I told the doctor that would be great~just needed to get a sitter for the kids and get my husband home and we would be set.
Everywhere we went people asked if they were twins~they were almost the same size~I have chunky babies once they start eating. lol Many people offered their stories of close knit babies and I began to realize that I was part of an unspoken club of mothers who are crazy enough to have babies that close. I was called super women a lot~to have a 8 year old. a 3 year old, an 11 month old and a newborn. Maybe I was~but I would never change my past. <3
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