Today is a very special Father's Day. First of all, happy Dad's Day to all the dads out there! But I want to wish a VERY special Father's Day to MY HUSBAND!!! It's his first. ;-)
Yup. It's true. I'm pregnant. And if you know my husband and I very well, you know that we were pretty shocked. We certainly weren't planning this, but God has his own agenda sometimes. So, let me share some of the specialness with you.
As previously mentioned, I have an autoimmune disease known as Hashimoto's Disease, which primarily effect the thyroid. The thyroid effects everything in the body, including the reproductive system, so we knew I was less likely to get pregnant as it was. Add to the Hashimoto's the birth control aspect and our plans to wait another few years, and you'll start to get a picture of just how shocked we were.
However, since the first time our doctor told us of possible complications, we placed it in God's hands. We figured He's bigger than us (and a pill) and knows what is best. We decided to trust His timing and continue with the plans we had originally made, allowing Him to change our minds if He decided to. Well, He did. And we feel very blessed.
Since we found out about a week and a half ago (doctor's confirmed on Tuesday, but we waited till today to tell our parents - story on that to follow) we have been continually impressed at God's timing. One significant aspect was the medical insurance. Some of you know my husband changed jobs about 8 weeks ago. We had medical insurance through his previous job, but it specifically excluded pregnancy (for the first year). His new job immediately gave us medical coverage, and it covers EVERYTHING, including pregnancy from the get go (even if it's determined a "pre-existing condition"). The timing couldn't be better. ;-)
We decided, after doctor's confirmation this past week, to tell our families on Father's Day. We figured we couldn't pick a better time and got a couple of "Happy Father's Day GRANDPA" cards for our dads (along with cute "I Love Grandpa" bibs). We had lunch with my family and dinner with Preston's and snuck those cards in all sneaky-sneaky. And boy were they surprised! Needless to say, everyone's happy all around (my grandparents happened to be out too, so we got to tell them as well) and the phone calls have started to the rest of the family. It still feels a bit surreal, but we are truly truly happy.
I'm feeling pretty good for the most part. I spent about 10 of the past 12 or 13 days pretty sick, but after going through 3 different kinds of prenatal vitamins and discovering what I can't and can't eat (or smell), I'm finally feeling pretty good - just exhausted. Strangely, the smell of chocolate and ESPECIALLY coffee make me extremely sick - which was our first giveaway something was off. But all in all, I'm doing pretty well. We'll get a more firm date from the OB in a few weeks, but for now they're estimating I'm due sometime around Valentine's & Preston's birthday (his is February 15).
Sooooo..... thanks for bearing with me during my last couple weeks of craziness (and the ones that are sure to follow). And if you see my husband, or have a chance to email - wish a happy Father's Day too. ;-) More updates to come!
~B
Sunday, June 15, 2008
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Let me say again, CONGRATULATIONS!!! :o)
God is awesome! I'm so glad that you are able to be so blessed!
Bri!!!!!
I can't even tell you how excited I am for you and Preston! That baby is gonna be a cutie patootie! Love you!
YAYAYAYAYAYAY! I told my mom and she was THRILLED. Needless to say, the "Weren't you planning on being pregnant together?" and "So where's my grandbaby?" questions were the first to pop up. Way to move up the timeline, lady! LOL You know Matt and I love you and Preston and we'll love your little one just as much! And in a few years, your little boy or girl will have a little playmate ;) And your first issue of that Fit Pregnancy magazine should be in your mailbox in a few weeks! Congrats again!
Wow. Congrats my friend. What a gift indeed. Lucky kid.
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