Thank you all so much for your support. I have really begun accepting everything and know that each and everyone of you are 100% right. It's so good to hear from those of you who had a "surprise" and that you felt the same way I did. Babies are hard. If it wasn't for my business, I'm sure I'd be overjoyed...but I've been working at home now with little ones for over 5 years. It just gets so easy when they can start doing stuff for themselves, be patient for food, and it's so nice when you can leave the room for a couple of minutes, take a shower or whatever and know that they'll still be okay when you get back.
One of the hardest things is going to be my changing body again. I stay really disciplined with my weight gain and with working out when I'm pg, but I've been so on track since fall (after a year of 1-3 workouts per week), and I was so enjoying the results. Right where I want to be. I know I'll get it back, but it's hard having to get back there instead of just keeping it there. And all my clothes I won't be able to wear. At leat it will give me the discipline to lose the shopping bug for awhile. My Bon charge card can sure use a breather! But listen to me with all my selfish talk when something as wonderful as a baby is growing inside of me. I know I will never be able to imagine my life without him or her once their born. It's already getting hard to think of how I would handle it if something happened to the pregnancy.
I didn't fully explain the situation of my pregnancy up above either. My husband and I got pregnant by accident when my daughter was 10 mos old. This was very hard as I knew we weren't ready. I felt it wasn't fair to her to have one so soon, etc. Well...I ended up losing the baby a few weeks later (probably because my uterus just wasn't ready after recent pg and nursing for 10 mos.) It was hard, but I thought for a long time about having a third, and the older she got, the more convinced we were that 2 was enough. Well, after my husband had his vas, we thought we were set. Then, this baby was conceived on Christmas Day and just before I found out I was pregnant (like 2 nights before) I had the most realistic dream that I was pg...about 6 mos. I don't usually remember my dreams, and I didn't remember it right away, but it came back to me later in the afternoon. It was so real to me that I remembered to tell my husband about it Wed night. (the night before I found out I was pg.) We both thought "like that'd ever happen, but if it ever did, we'd be shocked and disappointed at first, but then we'd learn to accept, love, and couldn't imagine our lives without the little one." So many people, especially our family, just feel like it's that little soul we lost coming back to us and that he/she just really picked us. I know it's a blessing.
Thanks for the support guys. Looking forward to checking in with you, and hearing about everybody's birth stories.
Stacey DeLapp
EDD 9-16-04