Monday, September 9, 2013

Yeah, um, so, about that...

You know what really surprises me?  You keep coming back here.  Yes, you.  You are awesome.  Thank you for checking in.  Actually, I've known all along how awesome you are, which is partially why I have been unable to post anything.  I want to be completely honest here, so I didn't feel like I could post without sharing the thing that's been preoccupying my thoughts. 

Okay, that's not entirely the truth.  Here's part of it:  Part of the truth is that I'm lazy, and busy, and lazy, and I haven't had a lot of motivation to post.  I've got pictures and we've gone places and had visitors and I started falling behind even further than usual and there was no way I was going to catch up.  I'll work on getting over that. 

But here's the other thing.  The Big Thing.  I'm pregnant.  Yes, again.  And no, this wasn't planned, and no, I didn't think it could happen.  Certainly not at 38 when not trying, and certainly not to us.  This couldn't happen, you see, because for a decade or so, we were not trying and then trying and then trying really, really hard, and then hoping, and wishing, and praying, and testing, and testing more, until we finally got the miraculous help we needed to make Zachary, Madeline, Conor, and Samantha.  Those little guys, they were meticulously planned.

And no, I didn't learn from my girl Tanika, who experienced her own Curve Ball, at the same age, in under almost the exact same circumstances.  Miracle, I had thought.

So the day after I muzed that I couldn't remember when I last had my period, and the day that I realized I could smell the subway train, I took a pregnancy test, or ten.  I spent the rest of the evening wide-eyed and in shock, and the Husband spent it vacillating between denial and bliss.  We can't afford another child, I thought.  We don't have the room.  I'm tired.  And we can't afford another child.  I might've freaked out a little.

But the next day?  We saw our baby's heartbeat on an ultrasound. 


The funny thing about all of this is that even after we had twins, when people were saying, You're done now, aren't you??  Even when my head was saying, We have enough children, thankyouverymuch, I knew, I JUST KNEW, that at least one person was missing.  I knew that despite the fact that we are not financially prepared, that we don't have the space, and that I'm exhausted, our family was not yet complete.  I felt it so strongly that I told a select few people that if medical assistance did not bring us that child, I would adopt. 

So here's our baby who fought some odds to pick us.  Sooner than expected.  Not in the manner I expected.  In short, not our plan, but Someone's plan. 

I still feel too old and tired and not ready, but mostly?  I'm grateful.  Really, truly grateful for our miracle.


  1. Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude.
    I was literally going to email you when you left a comment saying "no more commenting on my blog until you get with the program and blog yourself woman!" and I guess you must have mentally heard me. Well done, Laura, well done.

    and I'm sure it will all be amazing.

  2. Wow!
    I am soooo happy for you I am smiling from ear to ear. I picked the exact right day to decide to catch up on my blog reading.
    Too old? Hump! No such thing!
    Too tired! The idea of a well rested parent is just another way that guy Murphy has chosen to jack with us.
    Not ready... of course you are!

  3. I love Laura's "DUUUUUUUUUDE!"
    I know you are still reeling a little bit, but you know what? You really are the absolute best and most perfectly-suited person to mother a big ole brood of brown-eyed, beautiful kids. The love I felt in your house was so powerful -- I can't imagine you hoarding it! You need to share it! These are some lucky kids who are getting to have you and Rory as parents, and this "accidental blessing" is equally lucky to get to have Zachary, Conor, Samantha and Lil' Rory as siblings. And read my blog today - you'll see why I CAN'T WAIT for this new one to be born.

  4. And look! This news got CANDICE to come out of blog-exile!!

  5. Hoooooooorrraaaaayyyy!!! and a Tanika-pang. Lucky, lucky you. Lucky baby. Lucky, happy family.

  6. Yay!!! Congratulations. Sending you email, not-so-evil twin.