As a mom I am not sure if you ever “get-over” the baby fever. I had in the recent months been telling hubby that I am kind of struggling with the fact that our youngest son will be turning four in January. In the eight years that hubby and I have been together I have been either pregnant, nursing or planning on getting pregnant. Kind of a weird idea if you ask me… the whole spending the first years of our marriage growing a family. Now that we are over the craziness of all of that and honestly in such a great place in our marriage I was feeling a little pulling on my heart. I realized that I was missing being pregnant, missing the baby stage, missing the little mile markers that are defined by the first two years of our little ones lives. Well, after a huge scare last week I can honestly say the baby fever has been extinguished! Last week I was late for my period and I felt kind of funky. I had expressed my concern to hubby and he suggested I take a pregnancy test. I kind of brushed it off and then after talking with some friends they re-suggested it! Well, Thursday morning I got the scare of my life… a positive pregnancy test! For most that would be very exciting news, for me I felt like I had been socked in the stomach, for a few reasons… biggest one – I have an IUD! Of course after I took the test I called hubby to make sure he was sitting down and then told him. A call to my doctor who was on their lunch break left me with almost three hours of freaking out. Pregnancy, although I love it is not good on my body (last pregnancy spent seven weeks trying to stay pregnant and alive and then little brother spent six weeks trying to learn to breath with tubes and such in the NICU). A visit to the doctor revealed a growth thought to be an ectopic pregnancy which brought about the need for blood work to the done. I was sent home and told that I would get the results the next day by the close of business. Friday was a very long day, I stress cleaned the house from top to bottom and then finally around three in the afternoon my doctor called me to inform me that I was in fact NOT pregnant that the growth seems to be an ovarian cyst that can sometimes give a false positive pregnancy test. Those hours of wandering if I was pregnant and what life would look like in the coming months made we realize… five is a great number! Our family of five is the perfect number for us.
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