If you follow me on Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook, you already know the big news. Jack is officially being promoted to big brother!We had always planned on having our children as close together as possible, but since Michael was TDY, we had to postpone the planning a bit. We were trying for a few months and FINALLY, it happened. To be completely truthful, I was in disbelief to see a positive on the test. I miscarried once before I had Jack, and again the cycle prior to this, and was convinced my body just didn’t want me to conceive. I had to resist my mind’s urge to leap to the worst possible scenario, because my anxiety often leads me to do just that. I found myself feeling depressed and knew I had to get ahold of it before I spiraled. I kept my emotions in check, and was so grateful to be able to bring another life into this world.
One evening after dinner I was washing dishes while watching Michael and Jack play in the living room. I’m not sure what prompted me to stop washing and take the pregnancy test, but for some reason I did. I dried my hands, took the test, set it on the corner of the counter, and continued tidying up. I got distracted and completely forgot I even took the test! After about 20 minutes I remembered, glanced at the test and literally said out loud, “No way, NO WAY!” My husband asked what was going on and I said, “Ummmm LOOK!” as I showed him the positive test. His joy was apparent as he jumped up with Jack to come hug me. Of course, I was still skeptical, so I went to take another test, and there it was again, POSITIVE. First thing the next day, I made an appointment to get a blood test at the doctor to confirm. At this point, I was still doubtful and felt that a blood test would cement the fact into my mind.
This pregnancy has been like night and day compared to my first (I’ll save that for another post as to not make this one insanely long. You’re welcome.) It is equally exhilarating though. I cannot explain the elation! Like most mothers, I wanted to shout it from the rooftops as soon as I found out. Due to the recent miscarriage though, I was quite hesitant. We waited until 12 weeks and shared the exciting news. This announcement was much more fun for me because nobody had a clue. When I was pregnant with Jack, I got BIG and quickly. My family already knew I was pregnant before I had the chance to formally announce. This time around it was a complete surprise, which made it that much more special!
I opted for early genetic testing which thankfully, came back negative. Baby’s heartbeat continues to be strong, so everything looks good on the health front thus far. The genetic testing, which was done at 12 weeks, also extracted DNA which revealed the gender. I was psyched to not have to wait until 20 weeks to find out. The verdict? Jack is going to have a baby brother! Woop woop! I am hoping they will be best friends, heck, they will only be 19 months apart in age. I’m looking forward to having an anatomy ultrasound in mid July, and continue to be hopeful for continued positive news. I’ll be sure to keep you all posted!