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How We Found Out We're Expecting

How We Found Out We're Expecting

So, here we are, expecting baby #3. I had plans to make this announcement an elaborate, Pinterest-worthy spectacle, but morning sickness has gotten the best of me and my motivation is nonexistent.

We have toyed with the idea of a third child for some time now, but always said “not right now.” We haven’t successfully gotten Kingsley out of our bed yet, how would we add another baby into the mix? My mind wouldn’t accept the idea, until it did. In August I had a weird baby fever itch and I asked Nathan if he wanted to have another baby. He shut me down pretty quickly. Initially. Two days later he called me out of the blue and said “let’s have another baby!” I know only two days had passed since I asked, but I had tossed the idea to the side. It’s like we switched places and now I was the one caught off guard. I was back to being unsure if I wanted to add to our family. It had little to do with a child and everything to do with the fact that pregnancy is rough on my body. I knew what I was going to have to walk through for 9 months and after my previous pregnancy, I was hesitant to say the least.

At this point, Nathan was 100% on the let’s-have-a-baby train and I was still up in the air, but time passed and so did some “lovey dovey.” Nathan was convinced I was pregnant so I eventually went out and bought pregnancy tests. Two days in a row the tests produced negatives. I was disappointed and relieved at the same time. What an odd mixture of feelings.

TMI, but I started spotting several days after I had taken the negative tests and it reassured me I wasn’t pregnant and aunt flow was on her way to grace me with her presence. Until she didn’t. Aunt flow knocked, but never entered; which jogged my memory. IMPLANTATION BLEEDING! But no, it couldn’t be. I only had one pink line on two separate pregnancy tests so there was no way. I went to the store, grabbed a digital pregnancy test and went to the nearest porcelain throne to confirm I wasn’t pregnant. Three minutes seems like an eternity when it’s deciding your fate, doesn’t it? Well three minutes passed and where I expected to see “NOT PREGNANT” I saw “PREGNANT.” No, no, no I thought. That’s not right, I had just gotten two negatives the week prior. I shook the test as if it were a magic 8 ball and the answer would change. Nope, no change. The next few hours were bizarre. I was in shock. Someone actually approached me and asked me if I needed a hug. My body language must have been so obvious that I was confused.

Fast forward a couple of months to today and we’re over the moon thrilled to add to our family. Our hands and house are filling up, but so are our hearts!

We decided to announce at 10 weeks. I know some people might gasp at that, but really I don’t care. It’s my third pregnancy and I’m well aware of what could happen before 12 weeks. In the event of a miscarriage, God forbid, I would want those surrounding me to know what I was going through instead of hiding it and grieving alone. I don’t do well grieving alone.

On a semi-related note, at our 8 week ultrasound, we found out I have a subcorionic hemorrhage. While I don’t plan on that affecting my pregnancy and 80% clear up on their own, it is something I am dealing with and have experienced some bleeding from. Yesterday was one of the few days I experienced bleeding and if you’ve ever been pregnant, you know blood can be terrifying. I called my doctor and they said to come in immediately. Nathan wasn’t in town so I called him and cried the entire way there. The nurses were pretty somber when I came in because they knew what was going on. After an ultrasound, they determined baby is OK, my cervix is still closed and it was likely blood from the SCH purging itself, praise God. The SCH is still there and I have to take it easier this go around until it’s cleared itself up. I’m not on bed rest, but I’m not allowed to exercise or lift anything heavy for awhile, including Kingsley. If any of you have experienced a subcorionic hemorrhage, I’d love to hear your stories (good and bad) if you’re willing to share. You can leave a comment here or email me at christineyeargin@gmail.com.

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