And Baby Makes 4

If the pee stick and the 2 little pink lines in the picture don't give it away, yes it's true. I have gotten myself knocked up again.
Don't be surprised or shocked, it's just the honest to goodness facts of life working itself out and Jonathan and I couldn't be happier!
Was it a little of a shocker? Well absolutely. Especially since we don't exactly know when it occurred, but it occurred alright!
Jon votes Passover, I think it was the 19th of April, but who knows!
Even when they are planned out to a T, I think it's still a shocker. The fact that you can actually create a tiny human being is always a shock to the system.
Well what we do know for sure is that I am expecting our second little shnookums sometime at the end of January!!!
How exciting is this!
Jon and I want to have our kids pretty close together and they will be about 22 months apart and I think that is just fantastic... especially if this little one holds off on growing an outie and Lyric gets herself a sister! That would be fantastic!!!

So on to the story of how I found out.

Well for some reason I had this crazy feeling that I was pregnant. I didn't know why, just a feeling I had starting a few weeks ago. Well Saturday I woke up early (like 7am) and I knew I was still 6 days from starting, but I just thought, oh heck, why not! Refusing to waste my precious first pee, I got up quietly hoping to not wake Jon so I didn't have to tell him where I was going. You see my husband is a practical Belgian and he of course would not approve of wasting $7 on a test that would be most likely negative. Well I almost get out the bedroom door, but as I was tip-toe-ing out of the room, I hear, "Where are going, it's 7am". Not being too quick on my feet this early in the morning, the first thing that comes out of my mouth is the truth, "I know it will probably be negative, but I'm going to get a pregnancy test." I hold my breath not looking back at him, hoping my confidence will deter him from objecting. "Whatever." is his response. YES! I made it through that hurdle... now on to the next one, how not to pee my pants while driving in the car.

I drive to Walgreens because the tests at Albertsons are behind that stupid glass case and I would have to call over some employee who would look at my strangely while I was digging amongst the condoms and yeast infection creams until I found the perfect pregnancy test.

I arrive at Walgreens and go in doing the pee dance down the aisle where I manage to grab a test and pay for it and get out of there.

By this time, it's bad. I am seriously about to let loose right there in the driver's seat. Well Lyric needed more banana's anyways, so I quickly pulled into the Albertson's parking lot, threw the test in my purse and ran inside, directly to the bathroom stall, where I jumped up and down trying not to pee while opening the package, then I hover over the toilet and let it flow, not even really caring at this point if the pee gets on the stick at all. And let me tell you that is quite a feat, hovering over a toilet, while trying to aim your pee towards a little white stick, but I seriously had to hover because the Grand Prairie, Texas Albertson's Grocery Store bathroom is not a place where you actually put your behind to the toilet.

The emergency was over. I wipe up my splatter (because all us girls know that when you hover- there tends to be a splash zone), I look at the test, and immediately, a little pink lines starts to show up... I think, no way. I need my glasses, it must be the fluorescent lighting, but sure enough, it kept getting darker. I start thinking, holy goodness, wow! omg! This is crazy... I can't believe I found out in this nasty bathroom... then I started to panic because I had always wanted to surprise Jon with every pregnancy. But he knew I was getting the test, how do I surprise him when I know he'll ask me when I walk in the door! Frantically I walked around the store, trying to will a good idea to come to me so I could tell him in a cute way... but nothing came. I think it was the fact that it was 7am on a Saturday, mixed into the fact that I was SO sure the test was going to be negative... my creativity came to a standstill.

So I get the bananas and a few other things, walking around the store with a crazy smile on my face, thinking over and over again... I can't believe I'm pregnant.

I get in the car and drive home... the entire time thinking.. I can't believe I'm pregnant with that crazy smile still on my face.

When I get home I walk in the door, Jon in a tired stupor says from underneath a mound of pillows and blankets on the bed, "so?". I toss the test to him and it lands right by his head and jump on the bed and say, "well, I'm pregnant!".

Let's stop right here.

That is SO lame! I should be have been better prepared and thought this through... I just didn't think I really needed to. You know, you think you are pregnant, but you don't really THINK you are pregnant... I'm going to hate that story the rest of my life.

Ok, anyways, my husband in all his Belgian emotion, says, "really? that's cool. You better not quit your job now cuz we need the insurance."

Yes, that's it. The sensitive moment, the glory of discovery of a new life, my husband's first response is a practical warning... however if you know my husband at all, you know that really translated into a big Texas "WAHOOO! That's awesome babe! You're carrying my child! YEAH! I'm so excited."

We quickly called my parents who were in Israel at the time. They were sitting on the shore of the DeadSea when they found out.

Then I walked down to my sister's house and woke her up to tell her. Then I called all my besties. Then Jon called his family.

So yes... this starts the new adventures in babyland with me... I can't wait for this journey and to write about it for all of you!

Jon swears I just have babies so I have good blogging material.