Hello my lovelies!
I have missed you all so terribly much that words cannot describe. I have some incredible news to share with you though. For those of you who have been following my Infertility Story (which hasn’t been updated for a while for a reason) there is a new chapter.
We are expecting triplets!!
The unfortunate effect this currently has on my life is that I have been borderline needing hospitalization for extremely severe morning “all day” sickness. I wake up in the morning feeling hungover, I pretty much sleep as much as possible and then end the day falling asleep feeling hungover. Which is why my posts have become non-existent. Sitting at my computer is agonizing. I get dizzy and faint and it’s very difficult so happy daddy is helping me to write this.
I know, I know. TRIPLETS???? That’s what you’re all thinking.
Well it certainly wasn’t our plan but it was clearly what we were meant for. Thankfully, we have the stability and finances to support and raise 3 little people on our own. We started saving money before we decided to try to get pregnant. That was Mr. TI’s stipulation, that we have the money before we have the baby. Well, since 1 month turned into almost 3 years we have more than enough saved in preparation for this moment.
I am currently about 6-7 weeks along. We went for our ultrasound this morning and were able to see and hear all 3 heartbeats with no problem. They’re all measuring at the same pace and their BPM are all keeping pace too. So all 3 babies are happy, healthy, and growing fast.
My house is an absolute disaster. Before the sickness started I began some hardcore nesting. I completely stripped my guest bedroom, gutted the closet which was so full you could barely close the door and dragged it all out into the living room. The day I was planning to call the thrift store to come pick it all up, I got sick. There has been no turning back since then. It’s completely embarrassing but it is what it is. So far the only penalty has been kicking a giant chemistry book and almost passing out. Oops!
My sense of smell is incredible. I always thought that was kind of nuts to hear pregnant women say that but it is so true it’s not even funny! I’ve always had a pretty keen sense of smell but this is so keen that everything stinks, and thus, makes me sick. It’s pretty awful. Stupid nose.
Our expected delivery date (EDD) is currently May 8th which is happy daddy’s birthday! It’s also just in time for Mother’s day. However, given the statistical likelihood of carrying to “full term” are slim to none. The hope is that I can keep those little beans in there long enough to where they won’t be dangerously premature. I’ve been told to expect to deliver a month to 2 months early. Our local hospital has an incredible NICU and I’m confident that I am already being cared for by some of the most passionate and meticulous doctors I could ask for.
So with all of that being said, how many of you thought I was pregnant??
I’m definitely going to get things back to being creative as soon as I am able, but currently those circumstances are not enabling. The reason I have chosen to tell you all so early is that I developed such an amazing support system from telling you about my infertility that I know I can count on you all if something changes to continue to provide support.
My readers are absolutely the best! I truly appreciate all of you who have been supportive and offered me sympathy or advice or just a shoulder to cry on. You all mean the world to me.
Thank you for reading, and I hope in my absence you’ll keep creating.
I’ll be back just as soon as I can.