Hello world...its been a LONG time since I posted - yes Lyds, I do remember how to type. Well there have been major major changes in the Lomax household and the Lomax life plan since our anniversary. I will say if 2009 taught me anything it's that planning and having control of things are things you will never have, so you might as well just let go and let God. At any point in the last year when I had made a plan or thought we had a plan, boom, God changes it. So now I am just praying for His guidance and His will alone and leaving the rest to Him.
So to the changes...
I have never been a regular every 28-day kind of girl, so I have always routinely taken pregnancy tests, which David begrudingly obliges the purchase of since 1) they are always negative 2) I take birth control pills, and 3) I have been told for the last 15 years that due to PCOS (I actually was diagnosed with it) I am unable to get pregnant. So anywho, I digress, Saturday night after Thanksgiving, I took another test and it was inconculsive, which was something different (every PT I have ever taken was definitively negative). So a few hours later I took another one and it was negative - ahhh.. nice back to normal.... So I finish up, flush, and pull up my pants, turn around and there are two blue lines. At this I am really trying to figure out what is wrong with the test so I flipped it around a few times, checked the other side of the test, and re-read the instructions, and it turns out what was wrong was that it was POSITIVE. At this point I am not exactly thrilled. This is NOT the plan; well it was the plan, just not the timeline. You know every good engineer and project manager needs a detailed timeline with deliverables. But my "deliverable" was now due 3 years early!! This is reason to panic. But I played cool and calmly went to bed, and proceeded to lay there stiff as a board. David tried to cuddle, but its hard to cuddle with a wooden board. So we started the typical "what's wrong," "nothing," "no seriously, what's wrong," game. Finally I set up and said "I'm pregnant." Until that moment, I had never known the meaning of this face :
However, that is exactly what David looked like. Let's just suffice it say that after 7 years, I don't suprise David all that often, despite my best efforts. But that night I nearly collapsed his heart. I have to say that all-in-all, he took it incredibly well. I, on the other hand, was a basket case - part of me was thrilled beyond all belief, part of me was terrified, part of me was completely aware that this would end in some horrible miscarriage (hence my routine of looking up signs of miscarriage and routes to every local hospital, just to be sure I knew when to make said trip to the hospital), and part of me felt trashy and dirty because of the "situation" I was in. I have since learned that many many many pregnancies are unplanned, and I am married, financially stable, and 29 years old. So not exactly a bad "situation" to bring a perfect little person into.
Meanwhile, my mom is in the guest room. I am debating if I should go tell her, should I not tell her. We decided to not tell her because we both were feeling like kids in trouble and didn't want a lecture. So the next day we dropped her off at the airport like nothing had changed. On the way home David and I started talking about things - like would I work, what would we do, how did this happen. We went to Walmart (to buy a multitude of pregnancy tests) and in the checkout line, the clerk and a shopper were debating how many months it was until the August grand re-opening of the newly renovated Bolingbrook Walmart. I was putting the stuff on the belt, when David blurts out.."IT'S NINE MONTHS, AUGUST IS NINE MONTHS FROM NOW, I KNOW THAT DATE VERY WELL." I bursted out laughing and the other two women tried to carry on as if he hadn't just exploded in the middle of their debate. He then looked at me and said "Well I had to think about something after you told me, and that's all I could think about."
At dinner that night, we decided the only way to move past our feelings of shame was to tell our parents. So David being the brave soul he is, went first. I have to say of all of my family and friends Momma Jean wins for the strangest reaction with "Is that a good idea?" She was of course referring to my heart, diabetes, and overall health. Then the reality that there would be a grandchild set in and she was estatic! I don't know that excited exactly describes how she and my mom feel. It's amazing to see their faces and hear the sheer joy in their voices. I am so happy that God has blessed us with this wonderful time in our lives. My mom wins for funniest reaction. While she was here at Thanksgiving, we had been discussing where we wanted to go on vacation. So here's how the conversation went:
Amy: "What are you thinking about doing in August?"
Mom:"I dont know, why?"
Amy: "Well I was thinking of having a baby."
Momma: "A what?"
Amy: "A baby."
Momma: "What do you mean a baby?"
Amy: "A baby, ya know it cries and poops a baby?"
Momma: "Are you pregnant?"
Amy: "Yes."
Momma: "Oh my God!!" And then the tears started.
So the next day at work, I start calling the doctors. First the cardiologist, who gave me 100% reassurance that I am fine to carry and deliver this baby, with the understanding that I might not be able to breastfeed due to medications. Next, I found a new ObGyn, whom I love, and we were set. At the first ObGyn appointment, she said I was 8 weeks along and that baby looked healthy. So we were off to a great start.
Now I am 20 weeks along and things are going great. The baby is still in here and I very much have a baby bump. All the tests we have taken (and we have had MANY) show that everything is fine at this point. We have a fetal ECHO in a few weeks which will check for any heart defects. We have elected not to know the sex and be surprised at birth! We are very happy and excited with our decision, but in the meantime refer to the baby as Lola. Lola Lomax .. what a horrible name, but its stuck! We think we have selected a girl's name but are keeping it under wraps (nobody likes a name stealer!) If you have any boy name suggestions we would love to hear them as we are clueless.
In other news, the basement is going very well. The inspectors are due here any minute to give their approval to the rough construction. Once that is blessed then the fast and furious finishing can begin. We have decided to hire someone to install the drywall (obviously heavy construction is out for me and David can't do it all himself!.) Once that's in - it's really just finishing work. We have to have it all done by the end of July to statisfy our permit requirements. Which that gives us one month to finish the baby's room!
Well the inspectors just pulled up so I have to run! I will post more later!!!
Two of the six pregnancy tests I took!
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