When is it a good time to reveal to the world that one is pregnant? This has got to be my worst kept secret, as half of you has probably known or guessed it. Yep, I'm pregnant AGAIN! 3 babies in 4 years, now do you think THAT deserves a standing ovation or do you think we're just plain crazy?
I wrote this a little while back, when everything else is impossible to blog about.
I'm late. I'm never late. My menstrual cycle is as predictable as the modern day calendar. 28 days on the dot. The moment the unmistakably familiar wave of nausea hits me, I knew it. I'm pregnant. But if it's thaaaaat predictable, then how is it that I fell pregnant, I timed it "right" didn't I? *slap on forehead*. Alright, truth is it has been a cold winter... the rest is history.
I called it my pseudopregnancy for the first few days, as I was a little too busy to get it confirmed (C'mon, who has time for that?). But deep down inside I knew it. I was pregnant! Alas, Gary who could not withstand the suspense any longer, bought me a home diagnostic pregnancy kit. The positive sign was blinking even before I finished pee-ing!
Oh no! Oh great! This came a little sooner than we expected. We were planning baby no. 3 for end of 2010, not April/May again! A dear obstetrician friend told me my ovaries have been programmed for babies in the same month at interval years! O.o
Lachlan will turn 4 when the baby arrives, Lucas will be 2. I will be 31. We will have birthdays within a week of each other. Now, our birthdays are going to be BIGGER, better than ever!
Come to think of it, the timing can never be better. My parents and grandmother have booked their trip to Melbourne next year, the same time as when Baby No. 3 is due to arrive, coincidentally! I can just imagine how thrilled my grandmother will be when she gets the news!