Today marks the day I was craving a Georgia Mud Fudge blizzard from Dairy Queen. After the past three years of becoming quite ill after any milk or ice cream consumption, I always avoided these old favorites. But this day was different.
As we were talking about the relaxing time we had in Maplewood State Park with my sister and her husband that weekend, Tyler commented that I slept a lot…maybe too much. I was a tad insulted. I worked full-time too and commuted to Fargo each day, not to mention I carted around a three month old everywhere I went. I had the RIGHT to be tired. Then he said something rather silly, “It’s like you’re pregnant or something.”
That was absurd, I thought. There was no way! I told him there was not a chance that I was pregnant and that being outdoors, next to a lake, just does that to me.
We got home and we hauled all the camping stuff inside. Unpacking ALMOST makes me despise camping. Before I started the cleaning up routine I thought I should just check. Just check to see if I really was pregnant to prove my point. Like the nurse with Tosten told me often, “stranger things have happened!”and I had about a billion extra tests…who would it hurt?
While Tyler was lugging the remaining things in, I went to the bathroom and… WHAT? I WAS PREGNANT?
A million things raced in my mind, bouncing like flubber or bouncy balls in my brain. Yes, Tosten was so young. Yes, I just started to slow down my breastfeeding. Yes, I haven’t had a period. Yes, we had no help to get pregnant and had not even been trying or thinking of trying.
I walked into Tyler’s office. He was, of course being the organized and the responsible one, recording all our weekend expenses in the checkbook and I stood before him silently. Finally I blurted out, “Tyler, we’re pregnant…again.”
He turned around. Looked at me. Nothing. I said, “Aren’t you going to say anything? Aren’t you excited?”
He replied, “Of course I’m excited, but…” and didn’t finish this thought.
I brought Tosten in and and handed him to Tyler with a smile. Tyler wrapped his arms around him and said, “So you’re gonna be a big brother!” I saw a little misting in Tyler’s eyes and my spirit soared.
Joy was oozing out of my every pore. Another baby. Another child. Tosten was not going to be an only child.
Can I sit here tonight with you and reminisce of the joy it was to have conceived and discovered and to have fallen in love IMMEDIATELY with my little Rohan. Even though she’s not here in my arms right now. I want to celebrate her without mourning her.