WE’RE EXPECTING…AGAIN!!

On January 8^th, 2014 I had a weird feeling that something was different. Earlier that week I felt sick in the car twice, which doesn’t happen for me. I started looking at some dates and thinking about things and thought “hmmm, there’s no way I’m pregnant!” Normally I just get really hungry and tired, but this was different. I went to the store and decided to buy a 2-pack test. You can never be too sure! I got home that afternoon, checked in with Dave briefly who was studying for the bar exam and then decided that since no one was home I would just go for it. It didn’t take longer than 5 seconds for the positive test to show up! I couldn’t help it, I just started laughing! I wanted to tell Dave, but tried to think of a clever way that I hadn’t done before. For some reason I decided to send him a text (he was upstairs) and it said:

You may think its funny,

It certainly was for me.

Who would’ve known that

On it’s way is baby

Number three!!!

His response was: “wait…what? Are you telling me this through a text message?”

He immediately came downstairs and asked if I was serious. He was in shock and I couldn’t stop laughing. It was a bit of a crazy time for us because Dave had just graduated from law school a semester early and we were at his parent’s house for the holidays and then we planned to go to my parents home while he studied for the bar.

THE WAITING GAME

We got to Tennessee and adjusted well while he studied. I didn’t apply for insurance because we would only be there for two months and by the time a state application for Medicaid goes through it takes about that long anyway, we figured it would be alright since we had already had two perfect pregnancies.

The boys had fun at grandma and grandpa’s and got to spend time with cousins they had out there. I did fine with my pregnancy, although I had a few moments that I felt nauseated. I admit that was a first for me, but overall not that bad.

TAKING THE BAR AND HEADING TO UTAH

Dave left to take the bar on February 24^th and then we met him in Utah on March 6^th, where we planned to stay for a few months while Dave heard back from the bar and looked for a job. As soon as I got to Utah I began to apply for Medicaid so that I could start getting prenatal care.