Baby Number 3!

Such a long delay in posts but this time I really do have a legitimate excuse. You see, almost immediately after I found out I was pregnant - morning sickness hit with a vengeance! I had some morning sickness with Skylar and only slight nausea with Bryce but this baby, YIKES! Definitely my least favorite part of pregnancy. It doesn't help when I have two rowdy kids who are expecting mama to go about every day just as before. So there you have it - my excuse for being absent. Although, let's be honest - I've never been good at updating.

I ended my last post with a promise to provide the details of how we found out so here goes. My race was on a Saturday and as mentioned, the race itself just felt "off." I felt sluggish and couldn't understand why I needed to use the restroom as often as I did since I really wasn't consuming that much water. By Sunday, I was drowning my pain (I was VERY sore) in my favorite champagne and trying to rest as much as I could. Well on top of being sore and tired, I was very emotional. Very. By Tuesday night, something told me that maybe I should just take a pregnancy test "just to see." Well, lo and behold a tee-tiny faint pink line appeared. I set it aside without too much thought thinking it was probably a dud. It was one of those cheap internet strip ones that I've gotten false positives before so I was convinced that was what was going on this time too. The next morning, I was getting dressed for bootcamp and felt a wave of nausea and again a little stirring of maybe I should test again. This time however I used a test that I never get false positives on and voila! Pregnant! I was shocked. Of course I was excited beyond belief but Matthew and I just don't get pregnant by accident. No. It takes a lot of tears, a lot of stress, and even after trying countless fertility drugs - it just didn't happen. So what was this?! I was not going to question it but accept it as another gracious gift from God. I know He knows what He's doing and I just have to trust that every thing happens for a reason. Just to clarify, I wasn't expecting this but it doesn't mean I didn't want it to happen. Matthew and I often talked about when we were going to have a 3rd and when was the "right time." So, this baby just made an earlier arrival is all and we are thrilled! Here is our sweet little baby at 7 weeks.

From the beginning, Skylar has always said that the baby is a girl. Matthew and I began to worry about having a boy because she was so set of having a baby sister, how could we possibly explain it to her. I would often times try to say, are you excited about mama having another baby? She would of course say yes. I would try and sneak in - you know, we might be having another bubba. Wouldn't that be fun? She would whip around look at me with a grimace and say NO MAMA! IT IS A GIRL! I was really beginning to worry. Well it looks like just maybe, she was right! The original plan was to have a cake-reveal party at Skylar and Brycen's birthday party BUUUUUTTT...I have no patience. I had to make an unexpected visit to the hospital due to falling directly on my stomach. While we were there the tech asked if I wanted to know and I said - yes. Such a shame, I know. As of right now, the baby is a girl but the tech did say that the image she got wasn't the best and I myself saw how the baby was not cooperating. That being said, I've had strong girl feelings as well as Skylar but every now and again would second guess myself. Either way, we decided to announce anyway and here it is:

Daddy, Mama, Skylar, Brycen, and sweet baby sis. We do have a name picked which some of our family and friends know but until daddy gives me the official y-e-s, I'll hold off before thinking of a way to announce that one.

So there you have it, May bay 3 is on her way and I'm already at the halfway point. Crazy.