A year ago last weekend we found out that we were expecting our 4th baby. It's a fun story how we found out and I've never written it down so I'm going to do so on my blog. David had a work conference in San Francisco and I got to meet up with him there. I flew in Wednesday afternoon and that night we had some great Italian food and saw Wicked. We both loved the show. That night David had some work to do but I was feeling sick and went to bed. I thought I had eaten too much.
Thursday after David's meetings, we rode the cable cars (my favorite)...
We visited Ghirardelli Square, art galleries and Pier 39 and saw the sea lions...
Thursday I did tell David that "that time of the month" was later than I thought it would be. But I hadn't been regular since having Adam so I wasn't too worried about it. But David did tease me about walking around too much because I was obviously with child. We weren't really trying to get pregnant but we weren't working very hard at preventing it either. Both of us wanted a 4th child.
Friday morning we got up early to visit Alcatraz Island before our flight home. As we were standing in line for our tickets, I was really sick and realized that David was right, I was probably pregnant. What convinced me even more was the ferry ride over the the island. I stood outside on the bow with the wind blowing in my face praying and praying I wasn't going to throw up. On the ferry ride back I got smart and bought a pretzel to eat.
The flight home was equally miserable. The plane was hot and stuffy and I was so nauseated. After we got home and thanked my parents for taking care of the boys and saw them out the door, David went to the drug store and bought a pregnancy test. I told him that I didn't need to take one and that I was 100% positive I was pregnant but he always wants to see the positive test. And positive it was! We told the boys Monday night at Family Home Evening and we told my parents the next day at Adam's birthday party. Although later I found out that Jacob and Adam had already spilled the beans to my mom in the car earlier that day. I was definitely sick but could still function and my goal was to just get through the end of the school year before the wheels came off. I remember the following week being so proud of myself to be able to get out of bed and get through my days even though I was sick all day and night. I even thought maybe it won't get any worse than this and I'll be able to make it work.
The last week of May was the last week of school. Monday morning we had Jacob's kindergarten graduation.
Monday night we had Adam preschool end of year program.
Tuesday was Jacob's huge dance festival.
Wednesday morning I woke up sickier than I had been and knew I was in trouble. Sure enough I ended up in the hospital that night with uncontrolably vomiting. So Thursday I missed Jacob's field day and Friday his last day of school but I almost made it to the end of the school year. The month of June my mom came every day to take care of me and the boys. The month of July mom and dad moved in with us and mom kept taking care of us. By the middle of August I felt better and could take care of the boys mostly. By September the morning sickness was gone and we moved the next week and then the pain and medical complications started. But now a year later we have a beautiful 4 month old boy and while I'll never forget how horrible the pregnancies are, in the end they are worth it.
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I just love the pictures with the ice-cream and hamburger and fries! They scream pregnancy all over it. Except when you get to the part where you just puke everything up so you don't want anything to eat.
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