It’s 2018, so we like to use letterboards for just about everything, including telling the world our baby news!
I mean, generally speaking, we know how this happens.
We don’t actually really know how this happened.
My best guess is it involved crazy early ovulation & sperm that set up camp in my uterus.
So let that be the answer to “Was it planned?”
Other answers to questions we’ll be asked:
Due Dec. 16th, I’m 8ish weeks along.
Yes, we are finding out the sex asap this time.
There is only one!
I feel like I’ve been stuck on a ship for 2 weeks, but no puking. Yet.
I was two weeks late before I even thought to check my Instagram to jog my memory as to when my last period was. (I do not IG pictures of my period, but I did IG the hell out of my trip to the White House, and when you’re on your period at the White House, you remember that ish.) (Also, yes. That’s my method of keeping track of my period so really I don’t know why it’s not fail proof.)
This is seriously never happening again. My vasectomy campaign is in full swing.
But we’re excited.
I’m way more excited then I was when I told Scott. Via text. While he was at a work conference in Idaho.
Hashtag: fourth baby.
that I’m too tired and sick to come up with something witty to write to tell you all how pregnant I am.
I think grouchy cat understands.
The facts are these:
I’m 7 weeks, 5 days.
Due July 25th
This was NOT planned.
Totally a surprise, due to basically losing my mind and any concept of time through the end of October and beginning of November, whilst prepping for Inappropriate Elf and all my holiday tutorials.
So basically, the Inappropriate Elf got me pregnant. Kinda.
Which is just hilarious because now that Inappropriate Elf is in full swing and I should really be devoting more time to it, I want to puke just looking at the computer for too long.
Anyway, this is not at all how I planned to tell you all. There was going to be a clever picture and a witty caption. It was going to be Pinterest worthy. But, you know, the sick and the tired and the grouchy and the holidays. So yeah.
Hopefully you’ll all understand why I’ve been so quiet lately. The only things I have to say anymore are pregnancy-related whines, but I wanted to get photographic proof of this before I told the whole world. And, well, I got that today.