Maybe it's Time for a New Blog URL?

Just maybe. When Kyle chose the domain for our blog, "woodburysfour" my first thought was, wow, that's kind of final, isn't it? Savannah wasn't born yet, but had made her upcoming debut very well known through my ever-growing belly and a series of uncomfortable symptoms in my pregnancy. So Kyle did have some foresight. Thinking we'd be a family of four was thinking ahead. A bit. I guess I do have to give him some credit. I swore to him and my family members numerous times I couldn't imagine being pregnant EVER again once I had given birth to her. So Woodburys Four could be it?

A few years later we decided our family wasn't complete and tried (and failed) to change that. I decided to move on and remain positive and leave it in the Lord's hands. I went on a cruise, packed up and moved into a new home...and it seems so uncanny now how the Lord works. Well, uncanny isn't exactly the right word. Miraculous and perfect. The Lord gave me just enough time to unpack and organize the essentials to our every-day living and have a delightful and memorable Christmas in our new home, before my life was over as I knew it.

The very DAY after Christmas, the symptoms set in. A few days later Kyle was absolutely certain I was pregnant. I thought it was impossible to get pregnant so soon after a miscarriage, but Kyle pointed out, each of our children have been miracles in their own right--- it would only make perfect sense for our next one to be one as well.

And sure enough, I was pregnant. And, 6 weeks later, I still am pregnant.

(or as Kyle loves to tease, "we're pregnant")

Aside from wanting to wait the token 12 weeks before announcing this to the virtual world, it's been pretty well-known to people I see in person. I'd prefer it that way. I'd rather not have to explain my homely appearance or the popped blood vessels on my face. When others know my condition, no explanation is needed. No denial of depression is necessary. It really makes my life easier. Granted, I wasn't expecting it to be announced as soon as it was. Cade, unbenownced to Kyle and I, figured out the reason I was so sick was because I was expecting a baby. He proudly announced it to his primary teacher that Sunday, who loudly congratulated me at a church function in which several women were within earshot, so that's when it was announced to my circle of neighbors and friends and they have been amazingly supportive. I'm so grateful Cade was so intuitive!

So on to answering your questions. How far along am I? I am 12 weeks. Due August 21st. Yes, I plan on getting an epidural and very much look forward to it.

Yes, have felt sick. I have felt like death since December 26th. What is death? Well, I have been miserable. Very miserable. Lots of puking, feeling like puking, and no energy to do anything of merit.

Yes, I have tried half a unisom and Vitamin B6. I've tried Zofran. I've tried other drugs I can't spell properly. I've tried the motion sickness bands. Yes, I've tried sucking on limes, eating crackers all the time, and ginger lollipops, ginger candy, ginger ale.... Unfortunately this time around, nothing has even seemed to take the edge off the vomiting. It's quite simply almost unbearable.

How long does this last? Umm....usually until I get my epidural. That's when the discomfort, nausea and vomiting subsides. Which is also why I am very much looking forward to it. It's a ways away, so for now, I take it a day, sometimes just an hour, at a time.

One thing we've discovered that helps is if I lay in bed all day. I actually don't throw up very often if I do that. But really, how realistic is that? :)

Despite the misery, I promise I am looking forward to having another child. I mean, if it wasn't worth it, I really would not subject myself to this willingly for the third time!

But the days are really hard, and I'm quite thoroughly an unpleasant person to be around.

Kyle has been absolutely wonderful. If I were married to me, I would not be wonderful. I'm not kidding. I would be horrible and go nuts if I was stuck with me. But Kyle is ever-so-patient with me and realizes my state really is temporary (though for me it is feeling like eternity!), so in the mean time, he does it all. The cooking, the cleaning, getting the kids ready, playing with the kids, dishes, grocery shopping....and on and on. We are in total survival mode in the Woodbury house and are really just getting by, but he doesn't seem to mind. Not to mention Cade and Savvy. They are being angelically understanding of their sick mommy who is perpetually tired and worthless, and yet they still love me. Unconditional love is a wonderful thing!

I've written a series of unpublished posts while enduring this pregnancy, and they are all quite miserable and depressing things to read. Hopefully with this being my official coming out announcement, I'm a lot more positive than I have been in those posts. Real, but positive. :)

Here's to the Woodbury's Five.