yes i got hit with the pregnant stick. after several months of “trying” we took a couple months off to sell our house, move into our new one and get through my best friend’s wedding (which i was basically helping her organize) and voila…suddenly i am napping midday and my boobs have taken on another zip code…could i be pregnant…duh? she asks, already losing the powerful brain cells eaten by hormones. and of course then there’s barfing, but we already know enough about that…
how did it happen? i accused jeff of slipping something into my diet coke.
yes. and my due date is equivocal…feb 4th for now. because i had stopped taking note of dates, etc.
we’re excited. our challenging hannah has brought us full circle and made us feel like, maybe we can actually pull this off. besides, now its normal for parents of two year olds to bemoan eating issues, etc. wouldn’t you know, i’m the one telling my friends “they’ll eat when they’re hungry…”
thanks for the well wishes, my connecticut sisters…