Before we find out that we are expecting, my husband and I talked and planned what our future gonna be like when both of our kids will be both in school, it includes me going back full time in the career world even seeing our life living in the country.
In between those times I wasn't feeling good, one time I have random pain around my belly and even end up going to have an ultrasound but they didn't see anything wrong, then I have a nagging headache and suffer lightheadedness and a month earlier I bout some depression and some good friends even took time to go out of town with to Branson, MO to ease of the feeling of being depress. And every time I consulted my friends from preschool and Filipino friends both end up teasing me that I'm pregnant and I'm pretty I wasn't and my preschool friend cheap in a quarter a piece so I can buy a pregnancy test at the dollar store and behold it was negative and even posted in my facebook this paper fastener that looked like a positive pregnancy test that I think most think I was pregnant, while I was doing that and laughing my heads off behind my head was like I'm afraid I'm going to be pregnant for being ornery. And symptoms keeps persisting and at one point Amy told me you will have your period soon, so I was so upbeat to take the last pregnancy test and hoping it was negative instead it was positive that I can only muster the word positive to my husband and took off with the phone and went to the bathroom and called up Amy before the crack of dawn and was crying and told her it's positive and just cry my heart out and so we find out we are expecting the 21st of September then on the 22nd have a blood work and on the 28th I had an ultrasound both Quentin and Matt went with me and we found out I'm 6 weeks and 5 days and also we hear the baby's heartbeat.
With this 3rd one I'm feeling tired and I don't want to do anything at all. I feel bad for Quentin because he misses my exercise class because he get the opportunity to play with other kids that's in there as well. And since I just want to stay home he seems bored and end up playing by himself.
And also the lesson I learned from this experience God has the ultimate plan, you can plan but you might as well have an open heart for any surprised in between, it seems overwhelming at first like how would we do it financially, I'm too old to have another one or what would be our future gonna be like but God already shows and provide even before I asked Him. Indeed God works in mysterious ways and I just have to hang onto to his word that I always memorize by heart, For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plan to give you hope and a future - Jeremiah 29:11 So I'm praying for a healthy baby.
