The Beginning

Well I'll take you back, way back. It was Christmas last year, 2012, we were a sweet little famiy of four, we were content in our lives, not perfect, but content. We enjoyed Christmas with our girls and we were moving right along with the holidays when suddenly, the day after Christmas to be exact, I realized I had not started my period (and let me just tell ya, it comes like clock work, has since day 1). Anywho, so we celebrated New Years Eve with the girls at home, Bart shot fireworks for just the 4 of us, it was nice, quiet, a great evening at home with our babies. The next day we decided to go to Outback to eat dinner, thats normal right? WRONG ?! Bart was driving down Mt. olive road and I started feeling really sick, in the front seat mind you. I get car sick but this was different, he had to pullover, you know the rest. Then and there it hit me that I was pregnant, it had not even occured to me until that point in time. It hit US like a ton of bricks. We ate, got back in the car to go home and realized about half way home we didnt have Alivias paci, so she screamed the entire way home, she was 14 months, still a baby herself. We didn't stop on the way home for a pregnancy test because the screaming was so unbearable so after we got the girls settled, I called my sweet neighbor at 1030pm, yes I have wonderful neighbors, to see if she had a test. She did, I remember walking back home and thinking surely not, I'm not ready, I have a 3 year old and a 14 month old. I AM NOT READY. WE ARE NOT READY. I walked into the bathroom, Bart and Ava Claire were on our bed and I came back out holding the test, and sobbing. As much as I hate to admit it, I wasn't happy, I was scared, nervous, anxious. NOT READY. God knew best though and I am so thankful for this wonderful surprise, this 3rd little one that has completed our family. More Later...