I love, love, love cats. Right now we don't have one, but some day I plan to have a kitty again.
When I think of the phrase 'the cat's out of the bag' I imagine some poor kitty waiting, waiting to be let out and finally SPRINGING out of it's prison.
So I'm letting the cat out of the bag:
I'm pregnant! As of last Tuesday I'm 14 weeks along. I'm due December 13, but will have the baby early since I have c-sections. I've been postponing this post because I wanted to post a copy of our ultrasound pictures, since moving out though, we don't have a scanner to scan them into the computer.
I know it was a tricky-trick to play in my ending post about fertility. Please forgive me, I just wasn't ready at 2 weeks pregnant to let the world know. I have such a long time getting pregnant that when I finally do the stress of telling people right away and running the risk of a miscarriage is too much for me to handle. So I've always waited until the 3 month mark is over before telling anyone but immediate family.
We are super thrilled with this turn of events. The boys are really excited, although it is still a little cerebral for M. I think he understands about being a big brother but not fully. I'm not at all concerned about jealousy issues, he'll almost be 5 when the baby is born.
This is the sickest pregnancy I've had. And I am exceptionally sensitive to smells. In fact, the smell of my kitchen cabinets is sure to make me want to be sick. I am always really hungry which I don't remember from my 1st two pregnancies, and I am going to the bathroom A LOT (a tid-bit I hadn't forgotten about). The tiredness is lessening as I get further in, but I had a hard go of it for a few weeks.
Thank you all for your love and concern, I appreciate your support and friendship. It really does mean a lot to me, even if it sounds trite.
PS: It's a girl!