So, the news :). My intention was not to talk about it here quite so soon since things can also go wrong but for three reasons it seems funny not to. Firstly, this is huge to us. Secondly, just about everyone who knows us already knows and you'll soon understand why. Thridly, there is also the distinct possibility that everthing goes well and then it really doesn't matter when I first wrote about this at all.
A week ago on Monday we found out that we're expecting. We'd kind of concluded that from the fact that some of us were unusually prone to being emotional - at this Husband would nod emphatically if he were here - and for a couple of other reasons that kind of gave it away. But it was only Monday when I took the test. Those two pink lines where the coolest and most scary thing I've ever seen.
We're absolutely thrilled, a little nervous and some of us very nauseus and tired at times. I seem to have the body type that gives it away immediately that there's a stowaway on board. Hence the need to have a cracker or two during Sunday's service in order to be able to stand up. I really do apologize for snacking during the service but it seems to be the only way to make sure that things do not get even more embarassing. .. come to think of it why is it that it really doesn't fit with our idea of how to behave in the church to snack during service?
Anyhos, we've already been to the doctor's this Monday and it turns out that this is week 5 (we thought it would be 6). So, the little one - and there seems to be just one - is REALLY little i.e. 2mm and the doctor couldn't get the heart beat to show. On the up side not many get their first picture taken at only three weeks of existence :). In two weeks time we go back and hopefully there will then be a tiny little heart beating strongly and visibly there.
This is, of course, the reason why people often wait to tell the news. Things can go wrong and it can be so hard then to remember all the things you've planned and talked about. We learnt this during this past weekend as I got an infection that gave us a serious scare. We are over the moon with the news of the baby but we are also now much more aware that there is still some 35 weeks to go.
I have a really bad habit of jumping ahead and creating an image in my head about how things will be. Inevitably they never are like I've imagined them be it then my wedding, my ordination or graduation or anything else that I've been eagerly waiting for. That things do not go like I imagine them has never been a bad thing but almost always a good thing. Of course life is fuller, more colorful and deeper than anything my mind can create and so is, of course, God, too.
I am so thankful and amazed that God has given us this wonderful gift. Now my biggest challenge ever is to trust His plan and not jump ahead. Husband is way ahead of me with this, by the way :).
If all goes well sometime in late March or early April is the time for us to meet the newest addition to our family.
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