Hear me out.
Last April I finally found the mental strength and love for myself to participate in the 4th Trimester Bodies Project. I was pampered and loved on for the goddess that I am. I had a wonderful day celebrating me for me. I was glowing. Little did I know at the time, Ashlee Jackson was also documenting the beginning of another life.
Shortly after this photo shoot, I became ill with a stomach virus. (There may have been vodka involved. I can neither confirm nor deny.) I was also traveling that weekend for my Columbus MeetUp. You can only imagine the pure agony I was in. Basically, the weekend was hell. The event was amazing, but my body hated me.
I finally realized, in my seasoned age and all my wisdom, that something else had to be up. I survived that trip, came home, and the next day went to buy a pee stick. Funny thing, when I’m pregnant, I crave childhood foods. Basically, processed crap. So here I was at the store and all I could think about was oatmeal cream pies, bagel bites, and startbursts. Foods I never touch.
I knew. I didn’t have to pee on anything. I just knew.
I peed anyways and sure enough. Positive. This is the moment where I laughed and cried simultaneously. I truly did. I can’t honestly tell you exactly how I felt. Probably a mix of: Scared. Relieved. Happy. Oh shit!
Being the faithful wife I am, I called two girlfriends first.
Then, I told the bearded man. My amazing husband. I told him it was his fault with his sexy beard. Thirty five years old, sixteen years together, and five children, but here we are acting like teenagers. I can’t help it. It’s the beard. There may have also been some steamy vampire books hidden away in my Kindle app, but we don’t need to go there. He grew a beard. I got pregnant.
We were and are….happy. A life is always to be celebrated. Our lives are already chaotic, so that’s not going to change.
How is the pregnancy going you ask? Typical. I wish I could say this unicorn/mermaid has pregnancies full of sunshines and rainbows, but I don’t. I rather hate being pregnant. There are two things I like. My health actually seems to improve. My body loves being pregnant. Also, feeling a baby move inside my womb. That is the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. Other than that, extreme nausea and fatigue have ruled my life. If I tell you how I feel and how my summer went, you’d be too exhausted to read on. You’d need a nap and I’d approve.
Doing events this year while keeping it a secret was quite a challenge! At my last event people kept commenting online how great I looked. Yes, the dress was rad, but I’ve also lost weight and have the pregnancy glow. I let the dress have all the credit though. I’m not the jealous type.
The MeetUps ended at just the right time. Actually we conceived at the perfect time for many reasons. Sometimes you really do get a dose of ‘life happens when you’re making plans’. For those of you coming to the 2nd Annual Conference in Austin, you will get to see me with a nice, round belly!
So please join the Birth Without Fear family and celebrate this new sweet baby that will be joining our family sometime in January/February 2015. And get ready for the annoying pregnancy updates that are sure to fill your news feeds on Facebook and Instagram. You’ve been warned.