Well, as of Wednesday, the Dr. confirmed that I am pregnant. She told me that my estimated due date was November 13, just two days before Cali's birthday. That puts me at about 16 weeks along right now.
I'm not going to lie. Jacob and I were NOT trying to get pregnant. I actually didn't want to get pregnant for at least another year. I was trying to get my body back in pre-Calvin shape and was well into my diet and workout routine when the home pregnancy test came back positive. I cried and didn't want to believe it. I was nervous and scared.
The main reason I didn't want to have another baby for awhile was due to Karadyn's cataract and everything that includes. I am over being nervous about having four kids under five, but I am very nervous that something will be wrong with this baby that I will have to deal with on a daily basis. I know putting in and taking out a contact every day isn't a lot, but it sure causes its fair share of fights between Jacob and I and causes a lot of headaches for everyone. I don't know how parents of children with special needs do it. Most of the time, I get so pissed off at Jacob and Karadyn that I just want to be alone and pretend that nothing is even wrong and that I don't care. I do care. I care a lot actually.
I'm terrified that my actions will eventually be the cause of Karadyn loosing total vision in her eye. I don't want to feel that weight on my shoulders. It's scary being responsible for a baby in the sense that what you do know will have lasting consequences not only for me, but for Karadyn too.
On a lighter note, I am getting really excited about having another baby. We have a feeling that it is a boy which is what we all want (except Cali), but we will be happy come boy or girl. I am going in for my first ultrasound on the 4th, but that is the one just to date the pregnancy and don't know if they will be able to determine the baby's sex at that time.
Until then...
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