Call me an April fool...

April 1st will forever be burned into my mind as the day I figured out I was pregnant with Jason. Here's the story:

It's April 1, 2007; Baby Sarah (isn't she cute!) is 2 days shy of 6 months old and we've been having a really great weekend together as a family. We've just gone to get the kid's portrait done, and enjoyed a nice dinner out at Olive Garden on Saturday night. Sarah's been sleeping through the night, doing well with some baby food and cereal, and Evie and William (5 and 3 at the time) are really doing terrific! It's been a great weekend, and we're having lots of family here in a week for Sarah's baptism.

So it's Sunday morning, Sarah's napping, Matt's working in the garage, and Evie and William are playing nicely together for a change. Earlier in the week I'd had a need to buy some Gyne-lotrimin, but had been avoiding using it because I was still nursing. Finally couldn't take it anymore so I open the box and start reading the directions. Hmmm, says if you're nursing you should call your doctor. Double hmmmm - one reason you might need this product is you might be pregnant. Well that couldn't possibly be the case, could it? But I did have one pregnancy test left, so what the heck. Let's just say I had the shock of my life when that plus sign appeared! And on April Fool's Day, no less.

I go stumbling down to the garage & tell Matt (he can tell by the look on my face that this is no joke) and needless to say, our world has been rocked. Having four kids was DEFINITELY not on our plan for life. The thought of all the expenses of raising a child through college times 4 is mind boggling; and besides - Sarah's the baby! I had visions of me taking the kids to the pool that summer, the crazy pregnant lady with the infant on her hip (I think I actually only attempted that one time, and instantly regretted it.) It took a couple weeks for each of us to come to terms with the idea of four children; but the bottom line was, this is no tragedy, it's a baby - our baby - and things work out the way they do for a reason.

So 32 weeks later, it's off to the hospital (again!) where we bring baby Jason into the world - and he's been a terrific little addition to our family since day one! I can't imagine life without him.