Who would have thought 3 months ago at this very time I'd be holding a 11 hour old baby boy. Definatley not me! When the doctor told me on November 18th 2011 that I'd be having a baby in May of 2012 I started to cry because of the mixed emotions that just washed over me. I was in disbelief, I was scared and nervous. Not even two weeks prior my fiance and I had had the discussion about waiting 2 years to have kids so we could purchase a home and get settled in, guess that flew out the door! Once I stopped crying and realized this wasnt the end of the world, we scheduled my ultra sound for later that day. (Well come back to the ultra sound later)
After I left the doctors office I called my parents and told my parents who were estatic. This was their first grandchild and they both thought my brother or I were going to have them because we haven't been in any hurry. I'm sure your thinking why the heck didn't you tell your fiance first. Well I'll tell you why, he was a OTR Truck (over the road) which means I saw him on weekends and weekends only unless on some rare change he had a load close to Indianapolis which meant he could park close to home and I'd go pick him up for the evening. I didn't want to tell the poor guy over the phone, I was afraid he'd never come home, not because he didn't want a baby but because it was such a huge curveball to our plans.
So after I left my appointment I had about a 3 hour gap between the appointment and my ultrasound so I went and did laundry. Thank god the insane laundry mat was empty I needed some time alone with my thoughts! I ran it over and over and over in my head how I was going to tell him, all the options freaked me out. After I'd gotten the laundry done I went to the hospital for my ultrasound. I was SO nervous! I sat in the waiting room for probably 10 minutes silently freaking out to myself. When they called me back I felt relieved and nervous still. After getting situated the tech went to work, finding all his little parts, head, hands, feet, legs. It was amazing seeing the tiny little life growing inside me. The tech never said anything about how far along I was or anything.
So when the doctors office called 4 hours later to set a follow up I had to ask and the lady on the phone was kind of shocked to find out they never told me! She said I was 16 weeks, to which I replied "16 weeks" she's like yes "4 months" man was I glad I had pulled over to talk to her! I was shocked, I felt like one of those people on "I didn't know I was pregnant." How could I not know!? Well simple, I had 1 day of morning sickness and I attributed that to not feeling well the week before, and sure I hadn't had a period since July but that was fairly normal.
Now for the fun part, it was an hour before my fiance got home for his weekend. I had thrown dinner in the oven and was pacing the house back and forth freaking out. So when his truck pulled into our little driveway I went into full out freak out mode. He came in we exchanged greetings, he jumped in the shower, I sat in the bathroom and talked with him until he was done, we ate then went upstairs to bed. He finally asked me after he was home for about 2 hours how my appointment went. I told him "well not as good as I had hoped" To which he replied "you aren't pregnant are you?" Well that was a good enough time to spill the beans as any. He didn't beleive me until I whipped out those ultrasound pictures. He sat there in shock. It's not that we didn't want this baby it was we both hadn't planned on it this soon and it was a huge shock!
We both figured a good nights sleep was what we needed so we shut of the lights and laid down. About 2:30am he whispered and asked if I was sleeping and I told him no, so we got up and I asked if he wanted to go pick up my perscription at the pharmacy to which he eagerly agreed. We talked all the way to the store, through the store and he decided to call his best friend and let him know.
We found out in January we were having a boy.
Marcus Gregory arrived May 5th, 2012 at 7:56am via C-Section (thats a whole other store)
Looking back at it, there is not a thing I would change, Having Marcus was the best thing I have ever done in my life. I feel as if its brought our family closer and its added an extra amount of Joy into our lives. Waking up every morning to that smiling, cooing face makes my heart melt! Being a mom is the best job in the world!
- Sara
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