Well, since it seems everyone knows already, I guess I'll tell you faithful readers - in case you haven't heard yet...
We are expecting our third child!
I'm deathly ill. I spent 3 weeks on the couch. Moaning. I'm so glad Troy has a job that allows him to work from home so he can take care of the girls, (and me).
I'm due on August 22, three days before Averie's birthday :-)
Oh, and I get to pack up my house, clean it from top to bottom, and move across the country in 3 weeks.
Now, this is also our last child. How can I be so sure? Well, barring a miracle, that is, I can be sure. I have infertility, and tried for 5 years to get pregnant before being blessed with our first daughter. We did IVF to get pregnant with her. Our second is a result of a frozen transfer from the IVF. And, this baby is the last of our embryos. So, that's how I can be so sure.
Those of my friends dealing with IF, I hope this doesn't hurt you too much. I know it's going to hurt a bit - a lot, that's inevitable. Know that I have my fingers crossed for you and your miracles, too!
Oh, I am feeling a little bit better. I am just so nauseas all day long, and exhausted, but I am better than I was 3 weeks ago, so says Troy.