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 New Adventures of the Growing Abbott Family