Monday, August 20, 2012

A Quiet Morning in May

I wrote this post back in the middle of May, but am just posting it now:   

   I tiptoed downstairs this morning while the rest of the family was sleeping.  It was one of those rare days Mike got to work from home and he was nursing a cold so he was sleeping in and the three little ones were still fast asleep in dreamland.  I still had about a half an hour before I needed to get ready to face the craziness that is morning around our house on a school day.  As I tiptoed down the morning sun lit stairs, my mind was racing with a million thoughts.   What I discovered in the next few moments would change not only the following months, but our lives forever.  We were not ready for this, could it really be true?
        A few minutes later, I sat anxiously staring at a thin stick and watching a faint plus symbol appear in a little box.  Almost simultaneously to the symbol appearing, my anxious was replaced an overwhelming feeling of joy and gratitude.
       My mind quickly tried to reign in my racing heart.  It reminded me of how half the time I feel like I am treading water with three kids, what in the world were we going to do with four?  What if I can't handle it?  I thought of the things we had planned for the upcoming summer and how fatigue and nasuea were likely going to be guests on all of our outings and trips.  I realized how after only having a few months of really feeling like I had my body and energy back after having Mason, the process would start all over again.
     All these thoughts rushed through my head like a flash flood, but they stood no chance against my heart.  That little line meant a baby.  A baby, a baby, my heart sang out as it swelled with hope of welcoming another tiny person into our family.
     And in an instant what I wanted more than anything in the world was for that line to be right and for that tiny little life inside of me to grow and thrive and come to bless our lives.  I could hardly contain my excitement as I rushed upstairs to wake up Mike.

Update:  I am now seventeen weeks along and everything is going well.  I was sick from about weeks 7-13 (June was pretty much survival mode), but am feeling better now and although still tired have had a return of energy of late which has been really nice.  There are still foods I can't look at, but overall I am getting back to "normal" life which makes me so happy.  I don't feel that I was as sick as I was with Mason (maybe it's a girl?) and I have been grateful for that.    Mike and I are very excited and the kids are thrilled although Little Man and Kiwi have very strong opposite opinions to whether it's a girl or a boy.  We have our ultrasound in about two weeks, so they don't have long to wait...

8 comments:

  1. What a neat post. I'm so excited for your family, Melissa! Congratulations to all of you.

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  2. So excited for another sweet little one to cuddle! Hope this one is as laid back as Mason was so I can get lots of snuggle time.

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  3. Yippee! Excited for you guys. FOUR!? Yikes. Miss you. Glad you are feeling better.

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  4. Woohoo!! Congratulations! I was just thinking about your family the other day and wishing we could somehow get together. It will happen someday!

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  5. Congratulations! Glad that you are feeling better. I can just imagine the older kids opinions on brother or sister. :)

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  6. Congrats, Melissa! Can't wait to hear what gender the baby is! And, in my honest opinion, having four is fun. Frantically fun at times, but fun. The older ones help out more and watching the siblings love each other is fabulous! You will have your own "Fab Four" that will put you through your own Olympic race of sorts. Just yesterday Jason asked me "Aren't you glad we had Taylor (the baby)?" Yes...I am glad we had Taylor. He adds so much joy and happiness to our family. Just know I am willing to help in any way I can!

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  7. You will do great with 4! You are such an amazing mother- I have always looked up to you with your patience, kindness and love. Every new child is an adjustment, but you will rock it! :) Glad you are feeling better- here's to enjoying some good weeks/months before the end. Congrats again!

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