An announcement

Baby number 6 is on it's way.

He/she looks like a bean right now - I'm not very far along.  I went in earlier than I would normally go just to get a more accurate idea of how far along I was.  I couldn't rely on the usual way to estimate my due date because I'm still nursing Ray and I hadn't had the usual symptoms of not-being pregnant.

It turns out I am 8 weeks along (which is one week longer than I thought I was) and everything looks good.  Baby is due July 1st.  I know I should probably wait a little longer to tell people.  I should know better because I have had a miscarriage before, but I'm never very good at waiting.

I am feeling pretty good so far!  I am quite tired and sometimes sick, but I actually have times during the day when I feel fine.  I'm usually quite a bit more sick by now.  My friend, Joanne, once told me that she seems to get less sick if she is nursing a baby when she gets pregnant with another.  Maybe the hormones don't fluctuate as much?  I don't know, but I hope it keeps up!  I'm usually feeling pretty awful by 10 weeks so I guess we'll see.

Everyone is really exited for this new little one.  The boys want another boy "just like Ray", but the girls would love another sister.  I would be pretty exited about either one.  It would be nice to have a boy so Ray could have a little playmate that wouldn't mind playing rough with him, but if this is to be our last baby than it might be nice to have a girl - it just seems ideal to have the youngest be a girl.  I'm tempted to not find out until he/she is born!  It would be fun, but the kids think it sounds crazy and they really want to know - so they might overrule me.

I started getting suspicious that I was pregnant on Halloween.  The kids shared a Kit Kat with me (one of my favorite candy bars) and it made me feel a little sick and I didn't want any more chocolate.  I didn't want any chocolate the next day either so I knew something very fishy was going on.  I usually can't resist chocolate.  I took a test that following day just to put my mind at ease either way.  I was home alone with Bazinks whom I had brought home from church early since he was complaining of feeling sick.  So Bazinks was the first to know.  I was going to wait so Rock could be the first to know, but Bazinks noticed something was up and he said, "Mom, why do you keep smiling so much?"  So I broke down and told him and made him not tell anyone until I told his dad.  He did good.  Rock told the news to the kids and they were all very exited.

The only thing that would make all of this any better is if I could convince my family to let me have this baby at home!  I think that would be such a wonderful experience - and studies show that it's actually more safe than having a baby at the hospital (if it is not a high-risk pregnancy), but no one seems to want to budge on this for me!  Any suggestions?  I'm sure it'll be a lovely experience at the hospital as well.

I better get to my morning - it seems that there is much to do today.