- "Oh CRAP!" (That was mine)
- "What are you crazy?!?"
- "You know...they have ways to prevent this from happening."
- "Congratulations?"
- "Are you nuts?"
If you weren't around us over 3 years ago you may not be aware of the terrible difficulty it was to get the evil one, I mean Erin, here. (She's getting better.) With Erin's pregnancy Mary Ann was pretty sick. She never made it onto official bed-rest, but she did plenty of time on the bed. Oh, and there was that occasional trip to the ER, the pick line inserted into her arm giving her the fluids and medication through 2 bags of IV a day, the blood clot the pick line caused the last month of pregnancy, which caused the need for blood thinner injections twice a day, and the inability for pain medication during the delivery due to the blood thinners.
The IV pole became part of the family during that time. Mary Ann couldn't part with it. She still hangs a stocking from it every year at Christmas. Through that rough pregnancy I was out of town a lot for work. It was hard. I was hoping to post some photos of Mar looking miserable during that last pregnancy, but I don't have any. I think she wouldn't let me take her photo or there just weren't that many "happy" occassions to think to bring a long a camera. Here' one of the only ones I could find. (That urine colored bag on the pole is IV fluid with vitamins and anti-nautia medication injected into it.)
Though we are both trying to stay pretty optimistic about this one, Mary Ann is already feeling the woes of pregnancy and is downing her fair share of anti-nautia pills. (Thank goodness it went generic and is probably 1/20th the price it used to be.) She already expects the "hookup" to become part of her daily routine again.
Its going to be a long 7 more months. No more eating out as a family. Oh yeah, Erin already ruined that with her allergies. No amusement parks as a family. Bad idea anyway. That may have been what turned Erin evil in the womb. And, oh yeah, the discussion about the third child and the dreaded words...mini....van. AAAHHHHHHHHHH!