We have been trying to get pregnant for 8 months now. It's been hard, watching family, friends and it seems like everyone else get pregnant. I realize it's only been 8 months. But when you had a big oops baby, you would expect a 2 to be like those people where "they did their laundry and got a baby" Ugh, right now...i hate that story. For a week I knew I was pregnant. Before I took the test I knew all the signs and we were getting so pumped up and so excited! I finally couldn't hold out any longer and took a test. Man oh man was it a positive! James and I were over the moon excited! I cried, we literally jumped for joy! I couldn't sleep most of the night because of my excitement!!! I woke up feeling sick, having just had crazy CRAZY dreams (so excited, cause I knew it was the pregnancy talking), then I got really bad cramps and there it all went. All that excitement, all that relief of finally... all washed away in an instant.
I had to babysit yesterday. I was numb till that little boy went home. I walked up to my room, crawled into bed and sobbed, sobbed for a very very long time. I'm grateful to an understanding mother and a very, VERY good friend who had dinner delivered to my family from over 800 miles away (THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU).
I have this sign up in my room "Come what may and love it" I'm about to burn that sign. I can't help but thinking...am I a bad mom who doesn't deserve another kid...did I screw it up already? Why would this happen to us, how does this happen to people who want something so bad? Then I thought, well, life has been pretty dang easy for us so far, maybe this is our trial. I'm pretty sure I have already failed it with all the horrible thoughts I have been having though.
But my very, VERY good friend did remind me that my poppy seed and her grape were probably best friends in Heaven right now. That made me happy to hear.
I started to read the BOM a few days ago, it's been a big help, and even though I'm not ok with what happened, it's weird to know that everything is going to work out and I'm going to be ok with that.
I am happy and grateful for the things I do have now
- a loving husband and great father to my child
- the perfect child...seriously...he really is perfect
- friends who know what I need and how to help me, even from oh so far away
- a mom who i cant wait to give major hugs to next month
one day, maybe I'll have another perfect child to be grateful for, but I'm sure poppy seed is perfect and that is good enough for me.









