And Then There Were 3!: Sssshhhh!! Baby Sleeping

It's 8:00pm, Tyler is asleep, Michael is at work, the tv is off and I am eating dinner and blogging in silence. To many this may seem like an awful Saturday night, but to me, it is heaven! Before you think that I want nothing to do with my husband or son, let me explain. Michael and I spend lots of time together and I love every minute of it. He'll be home around 9:30 and we will have the rest of the evening together. A little time apart gives us time to miss each other. As far as Tyler, it is very rare that he is asleep this early, and add that to the simple fact that he didn't fight me at all to go to sleep. He rubbed his eyes, I rocked him for about 2 minutes, and he was out. The best part is that he didn't wake up when I put him in the crib! Now that we lowered the mattress, my height has really made it difficult for a smooth transition from arms to crib. Tonight the stars aligned.

So usually during the week, things around the Cleland household are pretty standard. Aside from the whole crawling thing this week, everything else has been uneventful. So, tonight I'll tell the story about how we found out that we had a little one on the way.

March 18, 2010: I came home from my second day of starting my new job. I didn't feel sick to my stomach, but I did feel different. So, I tested, and it was positive. At this point in our lives, we had been married for 2 years, together for 8, and were settling down from our "going out" phase. We had talked on and off about babies and were almost ready but too scared to say "let's go for it!" Well apparently Tyler was ready to be with us before Thanksgiving.

I didn't tell Michael that I was testing because I didn't want to freak him out (or maybe I didn't want to freak myself out.) If it had been negative I don't even know if I would have told him. But it was positive and after catching my breath, I walked into the living room with the test behind my back and said, "I think we need to go to the store." I was trying not to look scared but I know I looked a little shocked. (Sidenote: We were both on a Peanut Butter M'n'M's kick at the time.)

With a huge grin on his face, he said, "for what, Peanut Butter M'n'M's??" Ha Ha- little did he know I was about to drop a huge bomb on him. "Um, no." I said as I brought the test out from behind my back. "We need to go get another one of these." Luckily his grin became even larger after seeing the results, which really helped me keep it together. We stared at each other for a minute and he said, " Is this real? Is this really happening? Oh my gosh!"

I knew before I tested the first time that this was going to be the outcome. It's just one of those things- gut instinct I suppose. But, we tested 3 more times, and all were positive. I was 5 1/2 weeks pregnant. No getting around this one- we were going to have the first grandchild on both sides of our families!!!

It's all history from there- a wonderful pregnancy with no morning sickness- just a pure dislike for grilled chicken. No crazy cravings, although one time I did buy Nilla Wafers, which I had not had since I was very young. They sure were delicious and I didn't share any with Michael- lol. Here are a few fun pics from the journey.