Happy News Relayed with Caution

All last week I was a crab.  I worked all that previous weekend and was still tired from a library-related trip out of state.  Sam was working a lot.  And I was pmsing.... so I thought.  I went to bed on Monday night grumbling about cramps and Tuesday I made sure to stock my bag with pain reliever and tampons.  Tuesday -- nothing happened.  Wednesday -- nothing happened.  I recounted the calendar and even cross-referenced with my journal.  In the back of my mind I recalled how a few weeks earlier Sam and I threw caution to the wind ONCE.  One time.

Thursday rolled around and still no Aunt Flo.  I had Sam pickup a pregnancy test and I took at about 7:45pm.  An immediate positive.  Holy Cow, I'm pregnant!

We are very happy and very very surprised.  Initially I only told 3 friends that night and these folks already knew about our night of inhibition.  Of course the coffee shop knew.... I ordered decaf and they figure these things out quickly.  Then I found out Sam told a hand full of people at the university we work for and then I started getting text messages asking if the news was true.  So now I've made it public knowledge. Last time I was pregnant I found out on vacation, put a facebook status that I was reading What to Expect When You're Expecting and a work acquaintance (I don't even know her that well) told everyone while I was out and it made it look like I was keeping things from my job and I wasn't.  I want to be in control of my own news. 

I thought nothing of telling the entire world when I was pregnant with Atticus and then at 8 weeks we nearly miscarried.  It was so scary.  Happy, excited, worried, and scared... I'm all of these things right now.  I keep looking at the picture I zapped of the positive test, noting the absence of Aunt Flo, and the increased fatigue is explained now.  But I still can't believe and a part of me is so scared that something will happen.

So it is with caution and excitement I announce that Roper baby #3 will be arriving around February 13th, 2013.

When I thought about it, if anything did go awfully wrong I would probably end up blogging about it.  I may not communicate as well as I should in the "real world", but blogging allows me to open up, communicate, process, and receive that ever-encouraging feedback.

I nearly think we've decided on both a boy and girl name and I'll reveal that in a few weeks. 

I'm over the moon with love for my little growing family.