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And One More...Makes Three

I am pregnant.  11 weeks pregnant to be exact.

The number one question that I get--

Wow, was this planned?

I can't say I blame them for asking the question.  Our family of four appeared to be very settled.  We had hit our stride,  Haley started Kindergarten.  The days of infanthood and toddlerhood were but fading memories.

But I felt an undeniable desire for one more kid.  I tried hard to talk myself out of it,  It felt like starting over.  I told Ian I could certainly imagine having three adult children.  Three teenagers.  But volunteering for another pregnancy.  Volunteering for a newborn,  Seemed just short of insanity.   

And then there was the IUD incident.  One an August morning, I felt an odd sensation and quickly realized my IUD was attempting and unscheduled evacuation.   An emergency visit to the OB confirmed that, in fact, my IUD had one leg out the door (literally).  The doctor discussed her game plan of sliding it back in, to which caused me to wince.  (if you have ever had a plastic device hanging out of your cervix--that you visualized being shoved back into my uterus----you would understand the wince)  Mid-wince, I birthed my IUD---sideways.  

I was overwhelmed with the idea that I definitely did not want another one of those T-shaped devices in my uterus.  Especially since there was no knowing if the device had been doing it's job --and I now needed to know if I was pregnant before I made any decisions.  For the record, I could have opted for the IUD again, that day, which would disrupt new pregnancy if I had been, in fact pregnant,  That did not sit well with me.

Weeks went by and I was not pregnant.  And greatly disappointed.  And then I knew.  

The rest is history.  

The past 11 weeks have been....trying.  I have never been SO exhausted in my life.  I have definitely been experiencing nausea.  My thyroid tanked--which is both dangerous and extremely symptomatic.  Luckily my medication was adjusted quickly so hopefully, I will continue to slowly feel better.

AND now the placenta previa again.  Awesome.  

But to be honest.  I really can't complain.  The baby is developing beautifully.   The rest is just incidental.  We manage the issues the best we can and just keep on keeping on.  

I am so excited to be a family of 5!

Here we go again....

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