Didn't see this coming!

After Caleb was born, Danny and I both felt like we would have one more. Three just sounded right. It felt good. I figured I'd have to go on a crazy diet and stop eating carbs and be miserable and cry every other day for 3 months...so I decided that after Caleb turned two, we'd start trying. I was going to really hunker down and lose some excess weight. 

The day after my birthday, I was feeling ridiculously tired. Caleb's speech therapist was over and I could barely keep my eyes open. I was literally nodding off while she was talking to me! After she left I texted Danny and told him I was just going to get a test to rule pregnancy out. I had a couple other random things going on but not my typical first symptoms with my other pregnancies. On the way home from the store, I was working out in my head how we'd pay off Caleb's medical bills and had started to prepare myself for the news. I didn't think it was actually going to be true but deep down I knew my body was up to something and I was extremely suspicious. 

That blue line popped up so fast. I was stunned. I grabbed the other test. Then another. I think I actually took four! 

One is never enough!

But this couldn't be real because it doesn't come this easy for us...but it did! It was so weird to wrap my brain around the idea. Danny was waiting anxiously at work for the results. He was sweating bullets. I face-timed him. He captured a hilarious screenshot of my face which was a great combination of shock and feeling overwhelmed. Just three days prior, I told Danny maybe I wasn't supposed to have more kids because Caleb was starting to be a handful and I didn't feel like I was a very good Mom. Too late.

We both felt strangely peaceful about things even though it was unexpected and there are always things to stress over when you bring people into the world. My Stake President wisely told us as an engaged couple, "It doesn't take money to have kids, it takes faith." {I sort of disagree to an extent but I understand the sentiment.}

I knelt down and said a prayer of gratitude. I couldn't believe I got to do this again. Me. RaeLynn. A totally attention-deficit, unorganized, spazzy girl. I can't believe Heavenly Father trusts me with these little people. I'm so glad He does.

Hermana White got to hear the news right away!

I was anxious to get in to see an ultrasound to verify that it was a valid pregnancy and that everything looked good. I had to wait a couple weeks before getting in for the ultrasound and then another couple weeks after that before seeing Dr. Froerer. Hearing that heart beat is absolutely breathtaking. My due date is May 5th. It was almost a week off at first but baby has caught up to our calculations.

After my first appointment, we decided that we should get a head start on the blood glucose monitoring, just in case I had gestational diabetes again. Fro wanted to do the 1 hour test and if that was high, we'd skip the 3 hour torture and assume I had it. Fine by me. 

The fruit punch wasn't TERRIBLE.

A few days later Christy called with the news. 142 and they want it under 140. Waaaaaahhhhh. What can you do. I got an appointment at the diabetes clinic and pulled out my trusty meter. But only after eating a double chocolate donut from Dunford because that wouldn't be happening again until May.

{Insert weeks and weeks of me feeling horrible and wondering if I was actually going to die from fatigue and nausea and having a bionic nose that made EVERYONE and EVERYTHING stink to high heaven.}

We told Danny's family at Caleb's birthday celebration. Actually, half of them already knew. I have had a terribly big mouth this time around.

My parents already knew and we announced to the other Millers at the Fishpond Party with a simple costume idea. Brian was the cutest about it. He was so, so excited for us and gave me a big bear hug.

At my next appt, Froerer wasn't able to hear the heartbeat with just a Doppler so we went into the ultrasound room for a quick peek. Much to my comfort, there was baby! Just kickin' it.

After my 13 weeks appt, we were excited to share the news with a bigger audience. We ran into some friends at the Petersen Family Farm and had them snap this picture for us. It's so fun to share such happy news. Facebook can bug the heck out of me sometimes and I try not to get on it often. But seeing the positive and loving comments from so many people make me grateful for social media {every once in a while}. :)

I worked out for the first time in a couple months today. It felt so good to get out into the sunshine and not feel like I was going to hurl everywhere. I'm starting to feel more like myself again and I think Danny is just as excited as I am!