Your comments have been so fun and so sweet! Thank you for the support! Now here's a little back story on the pregnancy. I started getting baby fever last winter when Baby Noah Benesh was born. His mommy and I were in a really special Bible study together one summer NINE YEARS AGO (what?!?!). We have hardly seen each other since (they live in Boston) but have enjoyed keeping up through the wonderful world of blogging. Every time I saw a picture of Baby Noah I got the ache. So by Jackson's birthday I was good and ready to try for another baby, but I desperately did not want to be in my third trimester during the horrible, hideous, humid (shall I go on?) Houston heat. I hoped that I could be pregnant in the same season as before so I could wear the maternity clothes I already had and be able to reuse Jackson's clothes if we had another boy. So we waited until the window of opportunity opened and hoped that God would bless my plan to be economical (and covered up with sweaters when great with child).
Sure enough, we found out while we were in San Antonio that another Baby Jones was on the way. I used one of those early detection tests and I was only three weeks when we found out. Once I was five weeks along the nausea set in and I started feeling more confident about the pregnancy. I had been sick until 15 weeks with Jackson, so I think I would have worried if I hadn't been sick this time around. Weeks 6-8 were extremely hard. During that time Janelle and I went to Deeper Still. God gave me so much grace during that weekend, but the minute we landed the anointing was lifted. Seriously. It was rough. For a couple of weeks our house was an absolute wreck and I was very unpleasant to be around. Bless my husband's heart. All I wanted to do was sit on the couch and talk about my misery.
Thankfully, my friend Kay had just walked through this a second time and she had been prescribed Zofran for her morning sickness. I never knew there was anything that worked and since I needed to be at least functioning to care for my two-year-old, I got a prescription too. FYI, Zofran is ridiculously expensive but you can get the generic brand without insurance at Costco for about $30 for 24 pills. It does not take the nausea away but it makes you throw up less. So there you go.
Thank You, Jesus, I am doing better now and expect to have just about another month of not feeling quite right. The mornings are actually my best time of day but around lunch and dinner time it is challenging. I know I need to eat but nothing sounds good. I get tired of eating. Y'all know that is so unlike me! So far I am craving salad and Freebird's burritos (but I've only had two). Freebird's...not surprising. Salad...very surprising.
This is how we told our parents. Jackson and I went to Babies R Us and found a shirt that says "Big Brother." It wasn't that cute, but it did the trick. We invited our parents to join us at the wonderful restaurant dear to the heart of every Texan - Luby's Cafeteria. Weren't we all raised on their fried fish and mac and cheese? Not to mention the Jello? I had dressed Jackson in the Big Bro t-shirt but then I put another shirt over it. I let him get good and messy with the red Jello and then I took him to the bathroom to "clean him up." When we came back to the table he had on his Big Brother shirt. It took my mom about 3 seconds to realize what was going on and then she was thrilled. My dad's way of showing his elation was to say that he thought I looked pregnant when I got out of my car. I'll let him get away with that since he's my dad and since I had on an empire waist dress (from last summer) with some jeans. I love you, Daddy! We quickly left Luby's and headed over to my parents house where we could properly celebrate.
Curt's parents, I'm sad to say, did not get an exciting announcement in the midst of a crowded cafeteria. (How hillbilly was it to tell them at Luby's? I did not even think about it at the time.) Curtis called them on the phone to tell them the good news. What we didn't know was that his sister Lindsay was already 12 weeks pregnant! That little dickens! Of course we are thrilled that we get to be pregnant together. What is more, our little ones will enjoy having a cousin the same age. If we have a boy too I cannot even imagine the fun that will be had on my in-laws' land. It will be craziness!
I have always pictured us having another boy, but at this point I don't have a strong feeling about what this baby will be. I entertained thoughts of pink little dresses when I was throwing up over the toilet when pregnant with Jackson. It's what got me through it. But I quickly became convinced that we were having a son. And the Lord seemed to have "told" everyone around me. Right now I'm up in the air. But I told Curt that if everyone convinces me we are having a girl and then we don't, I will be so ticked! So I am staying neutral. Either way, I know when we find out that I will smile through tears. Assuming this is our last go-round, I will either never have a daughter or I'll never have the second son I always pictured. Something about seeing another little man in Jackson's clothes would be so sweet. Anyway, my main feeling is that WE CAN'T LOSE! We are blessed either way! Thank You, Lord! I'm so glad He is in control. If He gave me the choice, I'd honestly ask Him to make it for me. He knows exactly what we need!