The Loves of My Life

The Loves of My Life

Monday, July 28, 2008

The Word is Out

So I started this blog with  the intention of writing almost daily. 
I have actually about 4 blogs in my head swirling around anticipating the moment that i type life into them...but I have a huge problem.

Pregnancy sickness (I don't call it morning sickness, cuz it's really an all day thing for me).

Yep, that's right folks...yours truly is freakin pregnant!!

I know I am still in shock too.

ok...stop laughing now..... :)

Yes....we were done and yes we planned on paul getting the snip snip this year....but things happen. Well IT happened. and let's face it....if you're married, IT should always be happening. (I love referring to sex as IT, it seems so sneaky). Yes, we were using birth control, but it is our form of birth control...and it worked for about 7 years.  But still one got by.......

Yea- I know you are all STILL laughing. I am too to be quite honest. At first I wasn't. I was terribly depressed. In fact, the first 3 days nothing came out of my mouth but cuss words- kinda like Keri Russell's character in "The Waitress" except she used nice words like " damn baby" and I used a few choicer words. My sister actually coined a term for me thru those first few days. All I had to do was text her "DSF!!!! and she knew what I was thinking. (you can figure out those cuss words can't you?) I  even cried.

I cried for the loss of my freedom
I cried for the loss of the simple life that we have now with two kids in school
I cried for all the crappy diapers I would have to change
I cried for that extra bag I will have to carry around filled with baby stuff
I cried for my friends who can't have babies, and here I am having a "Woopsie"
I cried for ALL the baby stuff we gave away
I cried for the fact  I can't birth a 2 year old.
and I cried for the financial freedom that could have come with me working while the kiddos were in school.

But I did rejoice in bigger boobs!...and so did Paul

So here I am, feeling okay enough to sit and type for now...but the nausousness comes in waves and by 6pm, I am in fetal position on the bed. lol it's funny and sad at the same time.

So....the word is out..... and Paul and I have to agree that our favorite line from most people (besides laughter)  is...."Oh, Our surprise was the biggest blessing."

Let's just hope so people....let's just hope so........ 


Lisa P said...

Let me be the first to say (in blog comment) Congratulations! and I've been there--well, not the whole cussing thing, but the crying and guilt.

And for the record, God did give me what I can handle--and for the first time, I enjoyed the baby stage.

However, I do think that God laughs at us in these situations sometimes. So laugh's better than crying.

JJ said...

I kept waiting for the "July Fools" comment, but the further I got in, the more I realized it was all too true.

Know that I will laugh or cry with you depending on what you need and we all know that I sure as hell am willing to drop a few choice words on your behalf. If Paul needs a beer buddy or a designated driver, I can do that as well. No matter what, I will celebrate with you because it will be amazing in the end.

Plus, at this point I'm still only working part-time at Hope and part-time at LIfe in Abundance, so if you need a Manny, I may be available.

Rachel got a place, so we'll have to plan a second trimester get together after you are feeling better.


Kristi said...


I saw your status on facebook and decided to check here for a better understanding of the situation. I'm so glad your blog did not disappoint your loyal readers.



I guess it depends on the day. I always figure that when God surprises us with a kid...then it is meant to be.

But of our girls were surprises. Haley came during a very difficult job transition...and her birth healed our souls in so many ways. And Lexi came 2 months after our church plant closed. Giving us something much more joyful to concentrate on and celebrate.

I am hoping the job craziness is only a product of our pregnancies and I'm sure it won't happen to you. Sometimes we think it would be fun to get pregnant again just to see if we would change jobs and be 3 for 3.

Anyway...I'm writing this very long blogpost to say that I didn't think I wanted or was ready to have more...but God in his infinite timing knew better.

I pray for the best for you and your family. And you can celebrate your washing machine even more! It will be put to even better use! :o)

Sarah said...

Sweet Jen!
It's true ... more children = less freedom (financially and otherwise), more work, more diapers, more dishes, more laundry, more tears, more discipline, a louder home ... more joy, more giggles and laughter, more family, more life, more sweet baby toes and babbles and smells, more love.

You are an incredible mom. Maybe God knows that too, and wanted one of His very special little ones to have YOU and Paul and Miah and Reilly.

Where He leads, He provides.

Rejoicing with you!!

sarah said...

Oh my gosh!!! I'm thinking about our last conversation in your backyard only a month ago...and I quote, "No offense, but I don't think I could do this age (pointing at Sadie) again."

Of course you can do it again!! Beyond the poopy diapers and sleepless nights, there is nothing sweeter than a new baby. Now, Paul, go get the freakin' vasectomy already:)

This little baby is meant to be in your family...and already very determined:) I have no doubt that he/she will be a blessing to all of you. Riley gets to be a big sister! Is she so excited? Congratulations!

Stacey Campbell said...

Oh Jen! I feel your pain! First from being able to be one of the few that can honestly say she got pregnant the very first time she ever had sex (that fertility thing is really a drag, isn't it?)...and second from your personal current situation. My best friend was in your EXACT situation...she had a boy and a girl and her husband was going to get the 'snip snip' and they were using the pill AND condoms and STILL ended up preggers with a 3rd. They just delivered a couple months ago and I have to tell you, you sound just like her. They were all settled and done and ready to move into the next stage of family life and then God threw them this huge unexpected kink in their plans. Makes me think of the verse that speaks of how His ways are higher than our ways. :D Believe me, it took her up until the week before the baby was due to accept the fact that this was going to happen and she kept using the phrase "We are trying to get excited about it."

I feel your pain. I know how hard it is to struggle with those feelings when others struggle with trying to get pregnant and it comes so easily to some of us others. But that's not for us to figure out. Just try to remember that God must obviously have a HUGE plan for you and your family and specifically for this little one. Try to rejoice in wondering what amazing ways God is going to use this child in someone's life and ponder on life's mysteries.

And feel free to give me a call if you want to vent or curse a bit more :) Stacey

Anonymous said...

Congratulations, Jen and Paul!!! I am so thrilled for you both and I cannot think of better parents!! May this child be an extra special blessing to your wonderful family!! Your two will make awesome big brother and sister!!
Your son's teacher

Jen White said...

Thank you all so much for your sweet words of encouragement and prayers. It's very touching :)

btw- JJ, how much do u charge per hour to be a manny?

Brazenlilly said...

Jen! I'm so happy for you! And I'm laughing a bit too with you in awkward sympathy. But I'm happy because I know that you and Paul are such great parents, and this little person is going to be so loved, and have a great story about growing up with older sibs. Can't wait to hear more stories, once the debilitating nausea subsides.

Anonymous said...

Sounds like someone needs a girl trip to Knoxville!! I'll treat you right.


paul thomas said...

You can't say "boobs" in your blog--you're a pastor's wife!

Jen White said...

you shouldn't say "boobs" either. you ARE THE PASTOR!!!!

The Coy Pond said...

I am SO HAPPY for you guys. I know it's hard and I know you weren't expecting it but OH MY GOSH, I cannot stop being happy for you!

(And oh you poor thing, pregnancy sickness is the worst!)