Last week I had a really cute conversation with Ammon while we were waiting for our Jamba Juices to get made.
"Hey Ammon, I love you!"
"I love you too, Mommy"
"Ammon, you are such a good big brother, do you like being a big brother?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to have more brothers and sisters someday?"
Excited gasp. "Mommy! Is there a baby in your tummy?"
"Yes, Ammon, there is!"
At which point Ammon yelled, "YES!!!!"
Last week I found out I was pregnant. 6 weeks. Andy was absolutely ecstatic, which surprised me a little - especially since it was unplanned. It was fun. I have been happier and happier every day - happier, probably, than I've been in a long time. The day after I had this conversation with Ammon, the first thing he did when he woke up was find his little brother, and in an unbelievably excited voice say, "Peter! Mommy has a baby in her tummy!!!" Ammon is so cute and LOVES being a big brother.
Things change, though. Yesterday I had a miscarriage and so I am no longer pregnant. I started bleeding in the middle of the night and went in for an ultra sound yesterday afternoon. They couldn't find anything. I should have been 7 weeks and they felt like that was far enough along to be able to see something. They did a blood test just to be sure, and the results showed in the low hundreds rather than into the thousands like it should have been. But I didn't have to wait for the blood test to realize what happened last night. And last nights events were pretty much expected after the ultra-sound yesterday afternoon, so basically it's just been letting nature take it's course. I'll go in for another blood test on Monday to make sure the hormone level is continuing to drop, and other than that I guess we just go forward from here. It's just a sad ending to a really happy week.
I told Ammon that I had something sad to tell him. "Ammon, there isn't a baby in Mommy's tummy anymore."
Confused as to why this was sad Ammon eagerly asked, "The baby came out?"
"I'm sorry Ammon, the baby's body did not know how to grow right and there isn't going to be a baby in Mommy's tummy for a while."
Ammon contemplated this for a moment with his best problem solving face and said, "I know! Peter can show it how to grow!"
I love that he has an answer for everything. I just wish it could have worked that way.
"Hey Ammon, I love you!"
"I love you too, Mommy"
"Ammon, you are such a good big brother, do you like being a big brother?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to have more brothers and sisters someday?"
Excited gasp. "Mommy! Is there a baby in your tummy?"
"Yes, Ammon, there is!"
At which point Ammon yelled, "YES!!!!"
Last week I found out I was pregnant. 6 weeks. Andy was absolutely ecstatic, which surprised me a little - especially since it was unplanned. It was fun. I have been happier and happier every day - happier, probably, than I've been in a long time. The day after I had this conversation with Ammon, the first thing he did when he woke up was find his little brother, and in an unbelievably excited voice say, "Peter! Mommy has a baby in her tummy!!!" Ammon is so cute and LOVES being a big brother.
Things change, though. Yesterday I had a miscarriage and so I am no longer pregnant. I started bleeding in the middle of the night and went in for an ultra sound yesterday afternoon. They couldn't find anything. I should have been 7 weeks and they felt like that was far enough along to be able to see something. They did a blood test just to be sure, and the results showed in the low hundreds rather than into the thousands like it should have been. But I didn't have to wait for the blood test to realize what happened last night. And last nights events were pretty much expected after the ultra-sound yesterday afternoon, so basically it's just been letting nature take it's course. I'll go in for another blood test on Monday to make sure the hormone level is continuing to drop, and other than that I guess we just go forward from here. It's just a sad ending to a really happy week.
I told Ammon that I had something sad to tell him. "Ammon, there isn't a baby in Mommy's tummy anymore."
Confused as to why this was sad Ammon eagerly asked, "The baby came out?"
"I'm sorry Ammon, the baby's body did not know how to grow right and there isn't going to be a baby in Mommy's tummy for a while."
Ammon contemplated this for a moment with his best problem solving face and said, "I know! Peter can show it how to grow!"
I love that he has an answer for everything. I just wish it could have worked that way.
Ammon is such a cute boy. I love his ability to think through a problem and find a solution.
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