A beautiful surprise.

  But you know, how surprised can you really be?  Everyone likes to remind us that we shouldn’t really be surprised.  Touché.  It’s just not exactly what we were expecting.

 

  But we are.  Expecting, that is.  As of Wednesday, I started my 12th week of pregnancy number three.  (That means less than a week left of the first trimester – thank you Lord!!)

 

  This is not what we had planned, although I know that this little baby growing inside of me was in fact planned and is coming to us with another whole story to tell, with their own big purpose.

  If you don’t believe me that this wasn’t on my schedule – the proof lies in my due date.  January 2nd.  Ok, if there were any day of the year I would pick not to give birth?  New years.  If there were any time of the year I would not choose to give birth?  Christmas season.  Nope, God had this one up his sleeve – but we feel so blessed.

 

  I have felt very different this pregnancy than I did with either of the girls.  I have been MUCH more sick (although the nausea and exhaustion are waning!!!), feel much more hormonal, and just feel different in general.  Boy?  Maybe.  Or maybe I’m just pregnant with three children 4 and under, thereby increasing my exhaustion, exemplifying my nausea, and wearing at my hormonal lack of patience. 

Time will tell.

I’m not sure how much time.  We’re not sure if we’ll find out the sex this time.  Although I said that with Naomi.  And I caved in the ultrasound office.  Part of me says that if it is a boy, I might like some mental prep time – ya know, since we’ve got three girls with a probable fourth moving in soon.  Brian wants to find out.  I say the odds are about 60/40.  60% chance we’ll find out.  40% chance that maybe, maybe we won’t find out.

 

I am so excited that my midwife who attended Naomi’s birth is who I am seeing this time too.  We are planning for a home birth this time around and I am super excited about it.  PoppSecret #3 is on (his?)(her) their way!!

 

 

  Little, little baby,  (although you’re already 2 1/2 inches long!) I am beyond excited to meet you.  I can’t wait to kiss your little fingers and smell your scent.  Your sisters are very excited about you too.  Sylvia wants you to be a boy.  Bella wants you to be a girl.  Naomi doesn’t care (I don’t think?).  I just want you healthy and in my arms.  Things are pretty crazy out here – we’re bringing you into a house of straight chaos.  I’m sure you’ll quickly catch on and add to the craziness.

  When you get here, you might have four sisters, or you might have two – but you can be sure that you’ll be loved.  Soon I’ll start to feel you move, and we’ll start getting to know one another, long before you make your appearance.  Know that I already love you, and I will always love you.  I am already praying for you, and I cannot wait to meet you and get to know the little personality that God is forming as we speak.  I am so excited to be your Mama.

 

  Love you, love you, love you,

                                Mama

Thump, thump, thump.

  The most beautiful sound in the world.

When you’re at your midwife’s office anyway.

 

Baby Popp #2 will be rearing their head (too graphic?) sometime around April 23, 2011!  One of the many reasons I haven’t been blogging much as of late – I’ve been completely nauseous for the last six weeks.  Luckily it seems to have subsided, and now, just like when I was pregnant with Sylvie, I’m just sure I could be pregnant forever.

This little one snuck up on us.  Apparently already very stealthy – I’ll have to watch that once he/she becomes mobile.  But surprise or not, we are very excited, and feel so very blessed.  Besides, now we will have our own little one to call ‘boo boo’.  (Just joking.  We probably won’t.  But it is true that my parents called me their little boo boo until I was old enough to understand what it meant.  I may or may not have been scarred.  Ha!  Not really – I think it’s hilarious.) 

 

We got to hear the heartbeat today.  Nothing in the world makes me marvel more than the creation of a little baby inside their mama – God’s work is incredible.

 

It may seem very silly, but I am also excited to have a reason to be back at our birth center!  I love my midwife.  I love the experience that I had there with Sylvia.  I love their attitude, the homey atmosphere, the down to earth people.  Anyway – did I mention I love our birth center?

 

Sylvie and the new baby will be just 18 months apart.  At first it made me a little nervous.  But then I remind myself that there isn’t any way it will be harder than it was with Sylvie and X-man.  I want to rejoice in every minute of it!  I refuse to take any of it for granted.  I know there are so many women who struggle with infertility or losing children – and I will not take for granted the blessing that is this little heartbeat inside of me.

 

Little baby, we cannot wait to meet you.  I can’t wait to see what you bring to our family, how you will change us, stretch us, and bring us such incredible joy.  You are already loved.  I will nurture you in my womb, and you will be smothered in love when you arrive.  Are you a boy or a girl?  Will you look like your daddy or me?  Will you be like your sister, or completely different?  Oooohh, I just can’t wait.  See you in 29(ish) weeks love.

    Love you, love you, love you,

                                           Mama