Where do I begin???
So I knew I would be writing about this but I always thought it would be in the distant future and not a year after my first. It’s so surreal to me as I type this and some days, I’m still in a state of shock.
In April 2018, I was busily preparing for DJ’s christening and basically done with my 90-day weight loss program. I had achieved my goal and was pretty proud of myself and couldn’t wait to go for the final fitting of my dress for the christening. I had been eating a lot that week and I was hoping the dress would still fit. “But where is this sudden appetite from?” I thought to myself. Just as I had feared, my dress was too tight and had to be slightly altered. I thought nothing of it and went through with the christening which turned out beautifully in the end.
About a week later, I still had this strange humongous appetite and a headache that just wouldn’t go away. This seemed all too familiar. “Wait a minute, am I pregnant?” I wondered. “No, there’s no way. That’s even impossible. Right? I mean, DJ is just 5 months and don’t they say you can only get pregnant 6 months after birth?” I thought to myself. I immediately dismissed my wild thoughts and went about whatever I was doing at the time. That weekend, I discussed with Kobby, what I was going through and we both laughed it off. “But if you got pregnant, we could finally be done” he said. “Are you kidding me? How crazy would that be?” I said slightly stunned by his unusual response
A few days later, I felt extremely bloated. I decided to go to the pharmacy and buy a few test kits just to put this worry to rest once and for all. Kobby and I were about to travel in a few days and I needed answers about what exactly was going on with my body before we left. I decided to wait till the next morning to test, since the first pee of the day is usually more accurate.
The very next day, on the 30th of April, I woke up and completely forgot about the test. I had a 5 month old I had to take care of so that was obviously the last thing on my mind. Around 1pm, that day, I remembered and immediately panicked. I decided to go ahead and test even though I had peed several times already that day. I went to the bathroom, peed on the stick and waited. The box had indicated that, it should take 3 minutes for the line(s) to form. Almost immediately, I saw a line and then….…..a second line forming. “HUH?! Wait, what am I seeing ?” I unboxed the second kit and peed on it and then I saw …..TWO lines again. I sat on the toilet for a while, processing the information I had just seen. Everything started to make sense; the sudden overeating, the bloating, the headaches, all that was because I was pregnant this whole time. Then reality set in. “Wait, I have a 5 month old baby and I’m just about to have another baby. What if it’s twins? How is this even possible?”
I grabbed the sticks and went straight to Kobby, who was in the study working. I dropped the sticks on his desk and waited for a reaction. He looked at them and then looked up at me, looking rather pleasantly surprised “Are you pregnant?” he asked. “Duh! It’s right there” I retorted. Weirdly enough, he had a huge smile on his face and seemed tickled by the news. I couldn’t understand his reaction. “Kobby you do know this means we’re having 2 babies in two years right? Have you thought about it? Are we ready?” I said panicking. “But think about it, we can have this baby and then we’re finally done. Besides, you always said you wanted to be done having kids by 30” he said, obviously trying to cheer me up. “Well everyone says it, but no one actually means it” I snapped. I had also been accepted to do a Master’s program I had been putting on hold for a while, which was starting in two months. Three of my friends were getting married and I had agreed to be part of their bridal team and also style their traditional weddings. Most importantly, DJ wasn’t even ONE! Not even a year old! How on earth was I going to do all this??
That very day, we decided to go to a medical lab to get tested properly. I did both the blood and urine test to be sure and the results were sent via email that evening. I was 100% pregnant.
A few days later as the information settled, I realized how ungrateful I had been. I was focusing on all the negative things, practical, but still negative. I remembered how excited I was the first time when I had no idea what childbirth and motherhood was like. I realized I had allowed fear to cloud the joyous occasion. I was still scarred by my painful delivery (just a few months earlier) the hormonal changes, the crying, the healing, the hospital visits, the vaccinations and now the fear of combining two kids close in age all at once. I knew I needed to focus on the positives and actually enjoy the journey. First of all, God had come through for me once again. I was blessed to be having another child because it’s not that easy for a lot of women. Secondly, DJ was about to be a big brother to a sibling he could play (and fight) with. Thirdly, unknowingly, God was answering a request I had made before marriage i.e. wanting twin boys and a girl. I had always wanted that, even though we’ve now decided to stop at two kids. Fourthly, babies are really the cutest (a lot of work though, but still cute). Lastly, I could now eat whatever I wanted and use my pregnancy as an excuse lol.
I knew this journey was going to be different for obvious reasons. I knew it was going to be tough. The good thing was, I knew exactly what to expect in terms of the aftermath, but I had no idea what taking care of a baby while pregnant was going to be like. For now, I could only enjoy the journey ahead…