Becoming a Mom...part II

In July, I had a training in Louisville.  I sat among some of my closest friends in a conference room of the Brown Hotel, and I could not shake this nauseous, hot feeling.  I kept trying to ignore it, thinking I hadn't eaten enough or the room was just too warm.  However, on day two of the training, I felt the same feelings.  On the way home, I asked Jesse to stop at Walgreens so I could buy a pregnancy test.  We laughed it off, knowing it would have to be pretty early symptoms if I was pregnant, and by the time I got home, I stuffed the pregnancy test in the back of a bathroom drawer and forgot about it.

Until a few weeks later when a certain something went missing and I remembered that nauseous feeling.  And I remembered just knowing I was pregnant the first time - feeling it in my body before my body showed me an external sign.

So I drug that test back out from behind the fingernail polish and bags of makeup.  And what do you know... my instincts were right after all.  We're expecting baby #2!

This time, I was determined to surprise Jesse with the news.  I had about 30 minutes before he would come home from work, so I acted fast.  I grabbed a basket, filled it with Emerson's newborn clothes, a few pictures of Jesse holding her, the standard striped, white blanket and my pregnancy test... with a note that simply said:  "Ready to do it all again?".

I placed the basket where he would see it as soon as he opened the door, and I sat, grinning sheepishly, waiting for the sound of his car in the drive.

And I waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Finally, I heard the car... the steps... the door... and then a voice.  It started out soft and confused and quickly grew in volume and excitement:  "Wha... what is this... what?? REALLY?  WE ARE?!"

I rushed into the bedroom and nodded.

Yep, we're ready to do it all again.  Bring it on, Baby #2!