I haven’t quite been myself lately.
I feel like I’ve been absent from my own life, distracted by something. Something wonderful, yet slightly anxiety-inducing.
Let me start at the beginning. Well, actually the middle.
Late last year my little family and I flew to Singapore. Our days were jam-packed with stuff to do. There was hardly time to think, and seriously I mean that. It was like going on a holiday with adrenalin junkies – we jumped from one thing to the next. We also had our lovely tour guide with us the whole time.
It was on our third day in Singapore that I found a moment to whisper to Hubby, “I think I might be pregnant. I need to find a way to get a test.”
We’d wanted to add to our family for a while, but with a few health problems in the way we only had the green light to try in December, so before our trip I did about seventy early pregnancy tests to check before we left for overseas, with all turning negative.
Do you know how hard it is to find a chemist in a foreign country when you’re looking for one? Hard. Almost impossible.
We miraculously stumbled across one on the way to dinner and I asked Toon Hee {our guide} if I could quickly run in and grab something. I shot Hubby the look to keep him preoccupied, and in I went. Secret squirrel mission. $50 later, tests jammed into my handbag, we went on.
“Everything OK?” Toon Hee asked.
I nodded and smiled.
So it was with much excitement that night when I saw a positive. We may have danced around the hotel room.
For the past few months I’ve tried not to get too excited. Doctors said that I had a really high chance of miscarriage, so I tried to protect myself from any potential heartache. By this stage with Lacey, I’d painted her room, decorated it, decided on her name and kept a journal of every single moment. This time I’ve been really restrained.
But yesterday I finally saw our little baby wriggling about on the screen and it was perfect. Little toes, little hands, a little nose, perfect little spine… just perfectly perfect. And I couldn’t be happier. Ecstatic even.
So, yes… we’re having a baby! Due in August. I haven’t been myself. I’ve been a bundle of contained excitement and nerves all together. Oh, and that morning sickness thing thrown in. But I’m growing a baby.
We’ve been keeping it a secret from Lacey {so hard to do} and told her yesterday when we had the scan. To say she’s excited is a super understatement. And so are we. xx
