If the fact that I’m pregnant with my 4th ever crosses your mind, and you find yourself shocked, so do I. I find myself shocked when I say things like:
“I’m 8 weeks.”
“I have a doctor’s appointment for an ultrasound.”
“I am going to have 4 kids in 6 years.”
I find myself thinking, “What is happening? Is this real life? Do my kids who apparently have a direct line to God who prayed this into my stomach every morning on the way to school have special powers? Do they need a t.v. show? Long Island Toddlers/Kindergartners? I’m scared of my kids.”
I just thought I would let you guys know how the virgin conception of 2016 came to be since many have asked. They might have asked because I told them I was done for sure, even wrote about it on here. They might have asked what changed when they saw me selling off all of my baby stuff on Facebook which, by the way, I was doing in a Kroger parking lot 2 hours before I found out I was pregnant. I have eaten many a crow since taking that test. God is a miracle makin’ laugh factory sometimes.
Soooooooo, anyways. Let me take you back to a cool December 15th night. I was at Barnes and Noble with my friend and started to get a migraine so I had to split pretty fast. On the way out I told her, “I’ve been having acid refulx for 2 days and peeing more…..”
“Maybe you are pregnant,” said the foreshadowing friend!
“That’s impossible. I haven’t had any unprotected maritals.”
Dum Dum DUMMMMMMM…. Somewhere far off in heaven, an angel played that sound byte.
I ran to Kroger on my way home to grab a few baby food pouches (irony) and a few other things. Even though I knew there was probably no chance I was pregnant, I stood in front of the tests and thought, “This is a total waste of 8.99 and it will be negative like a billion other times, but just to get even the slightest possibility out of the dark cobwebbed corner of my mind….”, I settle on a 2 pack of Kroger brand tests.
I come home to my house with my husband on the phone while my 5, 3, and 1 year old are running around. I didn’t even tell my husband I had a test or that I even had the slightest inclination to take one so guess how surprised he was 2 minutes later?
I go straight to the toilet and take the test. I look at the box to see what lines were supposed to be where and gasped as color shot across the screen. “Whew,” I thought to myself, “that was just the color the pee made on the test as it went across the screen.
Two seconds later.
“Oh my gosh…”
“Oh MY gosh…”
“Heavens, angels and Justin Bieber!!!”
As clear as anything those 2 lines popped straight up. I called clueless Lance in the bathroom to give him the shock of his lifetime. He came in still on the phone so I hid my test while I still sat on the toilet. He thought I was hurling because of the migraine and that’s why I needed him.
I held up the test in the air like a white flag of surrender of a crazy uterus, “I’m pregnant!!!”
Lance’s face dropped in shock. His eyes as big as ovaries, “That’s impossible!”
“I know!!!!,” I said. How did this happen?!”
Literally we had been arguing after a bit of dry spell that we needed to practice marriage relations more and then here I stood, pregnant as a Duggar. And I was starting to feel like a Duggar. The girl who had infertility was now having 4 kids in 6 years and conceived this one ON CONTRACEPTION used with the accuracy of an FBI forensic investigator. I literally took a screen shot of the test and Facebooked my ob’s nurse that night and said, “I have no idea how this happened. This is basically another virgin birth experience.” It was perfect. Just in time for Christmas.
Lance legit asked me if I had a pregnant friend pee on the test as a joke. It was if we didn’t know where babies came from after all. We were shocked. Super style.
Within 5 minutes I called my mom, followed by Lance’s mom with the news heard round the world. There were a few tears (on my end) and lots of laughing. Many people have said, “I knew you would have another one.” Uhhhh, did no one believe me? Did everyone think I was a liar because I promise, those 10 different baby things I sold on Facebook were to actual people with actual items sold in real parking lots across America. I was floored floored bo bored and I never thought I would have a surprise baby.
Even though I plan on seasons of delirium and crying, I am going to embrace this little person and the reality that, in fact, as I had once thought, I really WILL have four kids. God is perfect and He has better ideas than me, anyways.
God either thinks I’m tougher than I think I am or He is planning on teaching me some REAL big lessons hashtag real life style. He might just want to break me like a wild horse.
What can I say, my uterus loves a baby and God has some big plans for this one….just like He had for me when my mom conceived me, her 4th on birth control 34 years ago. Yes, in just 30 something years, you too, little baby can be sitting on a couch with mascara on your face in your daughter’s hair tie, typing on a blog. Something big is going on here….