Ever since I was a little girl I knew I always wanted four children. I knew from an early age that at some point I was going to be a mom. I have been blessed to have been a mom for almost 10 years.
I have been pregnant for a total of three times. I never had an issue getting pregnant my issues arise once I am further along in pregnancy. I can’t seem to stay pregnant. To be completely frank with you I have never been able to enjoy pregnancy and embrace the bump!
Instead I have preemies. Not a 36 week preemie but preemies between 28-34 weeks.
After my third pregnancy I was told that I should not have anymore children because I had full placenta abruption causing my last miracle to make her mark in this world at 28 weeks .
My last OB told me that if I got pregnant again I would be risking my life having more children.
For the longest time I was content with having three kids. Up until recently…
My husband weren’t trying but we also weren’t not trying. We were using the pull out method and I would track my ovulation.
These methods worked until April 2022.
That is when I missed my very regular period. Took a test and saw those pink lines.
Before we got a positive pregnancy test I knew I was pregnant. This is my fourth pregnancy I am very in tune with my body.
It took multiple pregnancy test, multiple trips to the PCM to get the different positive test.
My prior pregnancy I could tested three days before my missed period and got the pink lines. This time it took longer.
Every test I did would come back inconclusive up until yesterday.
I am pregnant with my fourth baby!
Scared is an understatement… terrified, nervous, happy! My emotions are going in a million different directions.
Once you have a placenta abruption your chances of having another is HIGH.
Since finding out we are excepting again my mind has started playing games— I cramp, I have shoulder pain, I even lightly bleed. I never had any brake through bleeding with my first three.
Now I am in only F*** I am stupid. Yet, I am so incredibly happy, excited! I know God would not throw me some thing I can’t handle.
I pray that I get to experience the feeling of being miserable, uncomfortable and down right huge. I pray I don’t have another baby. I pray that this baby is okay since I kept getting inconclusive results.
Baby Haynes #4 is in its way!