So last weekend, I am sitting around talking to a girlfriend on the phone and I happen to look at the date and something inside me starts SCREAMING. I calmly tell her to hold on as I do some quick math in my head. Then, not believing my math skills I get online and look it up. Well, what I discover is that I am three days-LATE.
OMG, OMG is all I can think I already KNOW the answer to the question my head is asking my body, I don't know how I know, but I know.
My next thought is: How am I going to tell my Paull? I don't have any grace in these situations so I blurt it out the second he gets home. "I think I am pregant.. I am three days late" He doesn't really say much except he does agree we should get a test to be sure.
To make a long story short. ( TOO LATE) This is what we found out the next day.
So, needless to say we were a bit shocked but overall, we feel really blessed. We love our son and we love kids and we always wanted more so this is just sooner than we expected. We have decided not to tell alot of people just yet only because we want to wait till I am furthur along. I should be almost 5 weeks now.I have already had my progesterone levels check and just like with my other pregnancies it's low. So I started Prometrium to help the growing bean-grow. I have my first OB appt on 1/26. Fingers crosses my doctor doesn't bitch slap me for getting pregnant so soon after having my son.