We’re crazy. We’re completely aware that our lives are already packed full and we’re adding another element. We’re completely okay with this.
I’ve always wanted 3 kids. No significance in 3 other than I just think it makes for a bigger family feel. It was no secret that I was pretty disappointed when I found out #2 was a boy. I went through literally half my pregnancy with Graham thinking it was a girl. So #3 for me was a chance at a girl. You ask me now and I would obviously say our family would not be the same without Graham. That little boy has all the Sullivan traits, down to my dad’s blue eyes and he has my whole heart. He’s all boy, but is sensitive and as funny as it is to say about a 1 year old he’s polite and kind. He and Dawson couldn’t be more opposite. I likely would have stopped with 2 kids if he had been a girl- and to think of all I would have missed is terrifying.
This spring we started talking about it and honestly I started having second thoughts. We’ve had quite the year. Graham was only 1 month old when we put the offer on the property we moved the gym to this year. I am not an entrepreneur and the thought of putting our complete savings into this project simply scared the crap out of me. To say that I’ve had to put complete trust in the Lord this year in all aspects of my life is an understatement. It’s been real scary and there were moments that I thought we were making the biggest mistake of our life. Now, looking back it all seems so small and silly but it really probably was the hardest year for us in our 6 years of marriage- juggling running the business, purchasing this property, dealing with the town (huge eye roll) and having a toddler and new born baby. So, when the spring rolled around, all was well with the move, etc we started discussing. I literally was just starting to feel back to normal- not breastfeeding, getting back to a normal routine and working out like my old self. There were many moments I thought 2 was it for me. Someone at the gym said- you have your entire life ahead of you to get back in shape. If you have wanted 3 kids you are going to regret not doing it later. That was it for me.
We found out we were expecting on Mother’s Day, May 14. We told our parents that day. I thought that was perfect- we told them we were expecting on that exact day 2 years ago. In their Mother’s Day cards we put a big number printed on a paper (10 for my mom, 12 for my mother-in-law). It signified the number grandchild it would be for them. My mother-in-law immediately got it and said nothing to let my mom figure it out. I had to tell her to go back to the sheet and she still didn’t get it. It was pretty hysterical. The next three weeks were pretty tough. I had daily bleeding every day for the first 3 weeks. It was enough that I went in several times for blood work and was put on progesterone for the first 11 weeks. We went in for a early sono at 5.5 weeks and were actually able to see a heartbeat. They said that was a positive thing. It was a real tough 3 weeks though- every time I worked out it seemed to make it worse. So, I basically wasn’t able to really do anything during that time which then made coming back even harder.
At 10 weeks we went back, really unsure if we would be able to hear anything. The doctor did find a real faint heartbeat. I went back last week (12.5 weeks) and the heartbeat was much more clear (173) and they drew my blood for the genetic testing. I just got that back yesterday and found out it’s a GIRL!
This entire time I’ve thought it was another boy. Aside from my face breaking out a LOT more, I’ve really had an identical pregnancy. A little sick, but nothing significant and weeks of real bad headaches. I also was having visions of having three boys and how cool that would be for them to grow up with all brothers. Dawson and Graham have the sweetest relationship so I thought that would be cool to add another.
Dave decided to call the dr yesterday at lunch. I was annoyed because they told me it would take 2 weeks to get the results and it hadn’t even been 1 week. He left a message and they called me back shortly after. I was embarrassed when I answered the phone and was apologizing when she said they actually already had them in. Then, said everything on the genetic test was great and that it was a girl. AH! Tons of thoughts flooded my mind: Obviously super thankful for a healthy baby, thrilled that it was a girl then a what in the world will I do with a girl, though?! LOL I am not girly and I have two boys that have no sort of girliness to them. She’s going to be one tough girl!
Dawson has been saying the entire time that it’s a boy- he calls it Baby Everett (that was one of the boy names we had picked out). So, I was pretty interested to see how he would react. We got a pinata and put candy in it. He pulled it open with my parents and mother in law and I don’t think he cared a bit about the color- he was so excited about the candy! LOL He has since figured out it means he will have a sister and he seems okay with it but he’s still young. I’m not sure that he will fully grasp what it even means until she is here and not leaving.
All this to say, we are super excited and super blessed and thankful. We know it’s going to be crazy. But, my life is already crazy and I survive and would have it no other way. We are due January 26- all birthday’s will be within a month of each other (Jan 4- Graham and Feb 5-Dawson).
My next appointment isn’t until mid-August and I’ll update more then. Here’s some pictures of our lives lately. 🙂