Here We Go Again

As a family we don't do well with the execution of vacations. Extended weekends have served us best. Weird things go down when we plan and execute a full week off. Last month we took a whole week, planning to stay home and simply relax. We made it to the part where I was making coffee on Saturday morning, thinking of the stress-less 7 days ahead. Then, like a train wreck, A walked into the kitchen with a pregnancy test in hand, crying hysterically. All I could do was laugh.

In all seriousness this is a heavy situation. We almost lost her after G was born but have since been able to identify and manage some pre-existing issues that were unknown while she carried G. The fact is, we are crazy blessed to have her today, before even discussing another pregnancy.

I believe she is safer with this time around given the team of doctors watching over her. She's had 3 ultrasounds in as many weeks. Watching the development of the baby has been reassuring. Because of the Coumadin, the initial concern was if the baby would even thrive. Initially there was no heart beat. This set the stage that we may be dealing with a potentially unsuccessful pregnancy. When we went back for another ultrasound expecting a miscarriage, the baby was thriving. A is certainly on a rough road, but the new kid and all of it's in vitro accoutrement seem to be hanging tough. Literally.

A's home now on bed rest already. She's absolutely miserably in pain and nauseated. Much more so than with G. We're nearing the end of the first trimester. Six months is a long time to just hang around the house. Especially for A since I suck at cooking. Gavin is gonna be a master BBQ and short order cook as I've already trained him on the gloriousness of cereal and p,b&j.