I found out that I was pregnant with my May baby on September 14th - Joe's birthday. I had so much fun dressing Zoey up in a little T-shirt that said "I have a secret..." and then on the back "I'm gonna be a big sister!". Joe was so surprised and excited. We drove over to my parent's house to show them Zoey's new T-shirt with her big news too. It was a perfect night. I took some great pics of Joe and Zoey in her shirt. I thought it would be such a cute keepsake and memory. I don't even know where those pictures and that T-shirt are anymore. I know I still have them somewhere because I couldn't bring myself to get rid of them, but at the same time it seems weird to hang on to them since that pregnancy didn't make it.
I can't believe that was 9 month ago. It's so crazy to think how fast the time has gone by and how much has happened in these past 9 months. It's hard not to think about what "could have been". I should be holding a newborn baby in my arms today. Instead I got this...
Two pink lines - yep, I'm pregnant. I actually found out a few days ago on Wednesday, but I don't really think it has quite sunk in yet. I tested ridiculously early this month, like 5-6 days before my period is even due, but I was just really really hoping that I would be pregnant this month to somehow lessen the blow of my two May due dates. But, I still never expected a +HPT at 9 dpo. When I saw that second line show up, I was so shocked, and just felt numb. Of course I am excited, but right now I'm just feeling too scared to be too excited.
So, today has been a bittersweet day. Although it makes me sad that I'm not holding a newborn baby in my arms today, I am hopeful that this new little baby inside me will finally be our "take home" baby #2. Third time MUST be a charm, right?
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