And Then There Were FIVE

And Then There Were Five

Almost 8 years ago I left the doctor’s office, sad, confused, and happy.  Sad because the doctor told me I would most likely never conceive again. Confused because I didn’t know I would be sad hearing I wouldn’t have more children. Happy because my doctor said NO cancer. five

Party of Four?

Of course, the overwhelming feeling of elation won over my sadness and confusion as I hugged my girls and my husband.  After my appointment, we drove around looking at the Christmas lights on the big houses while listening to Christmas music. At that moment I was in full bliss, thankful for my life, my family, and our happiness; the four of us tackling the world together. However, later on, as the girls drifted off to sleep, I remember crying to my husband about the news my doctor relayed.  We hadn’t exactly talked about having a third child but the thought of NOT having a third child was saddening to the two of us.

Months had passed since my doctor’s visit, life kept moving. We were doing alright, and then I got sick. I wasn’t 100% sure what was wrong, and then I had an aversion to eggs!!! I love eggs!! (As Bourdain would say, I’m an Egg Whore.) My husband & I were curious about my new aversion to eggs, so off he went to CVS.

PREGNANT!!!!!!!

Let The Party of Five Begin!

I cannot begin to tell you the joy that flowed from the two of us.  That joy hasn’t stopped! Six years ago we welcomed our son into the world. It’s funny, although the doctor told us we were done I somehow knew she was wrong.

My little gentleman has filled our lives with boundless love & laughter… he was the missing piece that we didn’t realize we NEEDED but we’re SO glad we found.

I’m so thankful for this little man! Happy Birthday, Baby Boy!!!