I've decided the best way is to just say that Paul and I are expecting another baby.
First it was going to be something about goals I had for myself before another baby would be thought about...and how I failed at all the goals.
Then it was going to be one about canceling Paul's birthday party this year on 11.11.11 because I'll have no energy to plan anything come November.
And the last idea was going to be a really detaily one about how I was 2 days away from an appointment to find a doctor here in California, and either start birth control or schedule an IUD, because, due to a lot of stuff in life, Paul and I had several talks that almost always concluded in us feeling like we needed a couple years before having another baby. I was even going to go so far as to tell you that we've only had unprotected sex once since Garrett was born and it was during my period! Too much info? This post was going to be so all you judgers would stop judging. :)
But I decided not to write any of them.
I have to believe that God really knows what he's doing in my life, because this was not part of MY plan. It's something that I've really had a lot of mixed emotions about, and if I'm going to be honest, I haven't quite felt excited yet. I'm sure the excitement will come, but for now, I'm just taking life a day at a time.
PAW 2.0 will be here in November. I've thought of my mom a lot since finding out because my older brother was born 9 months and 9 days after they got married and I was born exactly 13 months after him. Compared to them, we're taking it slow...
And the due date? An ultrasound I had at 10 weeks said 11.11.11. (Paul's birthday)
I'm sticking with
As of today, 2.0 has been cooking for 12 weeks.