I think most everyone knows around here, but for those of you that don't we are expecting a baby. I am just over 12 weeks along. We are due on March 14th. I am excited, but I have to say that both Mike and I were very surprised when we found out. We were in Utah over the 4th of July and I was "late." I told Mike that I might be pregnant. He just laughed because he didn't think that was the case, plus we weren't even trying. But, sure enough, the night before we left Utah, I took a pregnancy test. I had been feeling a little queezy at times and had to wonder. I was flabbergasted, though, when it was positive. I keep having to ask myself, "Am I really ready for this?" "Can I really handle three?" I am not one of those high energy people that can do it all, so this will really be a challenge for me. I'm not looking forward to all the discomforts of pregnancy, but I think the baby at the end will be nice. Mike is thrilled. We are of course, hoping it is a girl. But, I'm trying not to hold my breath too hard on that one.
I was surprised when she found the heartbeat. I'm like this is real. We are going to have another baby. I am already popping out all over the place and have a nice belly. My belly gets so big when I am preggo and I know I have a long ways to go. I look about as pregnant as some of my friends right before they deliver (you know who you are!!). Sometimes I wish I had height to my advantage.
I reminded Mike about the first time we heard Daven's heartbeat. He took his PDA (yes, we used PDA's back then) and RECORDED the heartbeat. Then, we e-mailed it to everyone! Oh, I am sure that we are in for lots more differences between the 1st and the 3rd baby.
