A pleasant surprise!!

I been blessed with the stomach flu twice in the last month. The second was so bad that I couldn't get up to go to the bathroom so I slept on the bathroom floor in between sessions of vomitting. Gross, I know! I couldn't get out of bed with out the room spinning to go to my husband grandfathers funeral. I felt so bad. He was a wonderful man who was a great example of one who did everything he could to take care of his family. I've heard nothing but beautiful memories and a family filled wonderful funeral. I'm sorry I missed it and I will miss him!



All weekend I've been tired and nauseous wondering if I was going to get it again. Monday morning I gagged while brushing my teeth then lost my breakfast right before taking my kids to school. I took a test and, voila, +++!!

The best surprise is that I found out yesterday we are SIX weeks already. Can you believe it? I can't...I'm still in shock. We both are and we are still processing everything. We both agree though that we are scared to start planning anything too far into the future. I know I'm telling prematurely but I don't want to go down the road of a miscarriage again without my friends and family support. I hated telling after the fact. We weren't going to tell until I ended up in the ER and needed help with the kids. I needed to be able to talk to my allies.

So, I'm asking for your prayers. I love and appreciate all of you!! Lets hope the end stats are 4 for 9! Woot woot!!