Feelings....

I have had so many feelings rush through me over the past few weeks......

Shocked.
That word doesn't describe how I felt when I looked down at that little stick.

Relieved.
That what I was feeling wasn't death knocking at my door. I was convinced I had cancer with only weeks to live.

Hopeful.

That the Lord knows what he is doing by sending this little surprise to us at this time!

Scared.

Am I going to be able to handle 2 kids??

Terrified.

Is my due date really the first day of the Utah Open? Holy cow.

Grateful.
For laws and women's rights. At least I can't be fired for having a baby during the Utah Open. I love my job too much to leave.

Overwhlemed.

So much to do, so little time. This time around I wish I was an elephant. I could use the 2 years to get ready.

Exhausted.

I have a hard time lifting my head off the pillow most days.

Frustrated.

I don't feel like myself. I have this lingering nausea feeling all day and I am so dang grumpy and irritable. Poor Andrew.

Nervous.
What if this baby isn't as awesome as Warren. Do I have room in my heart for two? I know I do, but it's hard to imagine loving a child as much as I love my little duders.

Thrilled.
I love to prove people wrong. Although we were shocked to say the least, when someone tells me I have a 1-5% chance of getting pregnant without fertility assistance and then we turn around to this little shock of a lifetime, I feel rather accomplished in a way!

Humbled.
That the Lord feels we can handle raising 2 children.

Delighted.
That I got to see our new little squirt and it's tiny little heart beat this week. What a miracle!

Blessed.
When so many people want children so badly and can't, we have been so blessed to receive this little miracle.

Happy.

That our little family is growing. Warren will be such a great big brother!

Excited beyond words.....

To meet this new little person.