Growing Up

Noble turns 2 at the end of this week. While I've tried my best to stop him from growing up, it's happening anyway. I'll have more to add about this after his birthday party this week, but for now I had to post about him starting "school". I put him in a mother's day out/preschool program this year. He goes on Tuesdays and Thursdays for 5 hours. It feels like FOREVER. It's been a huge help for me to be able to get my work done though and he's loving every minute of it! They have a big train table there and every time I pick him up and ask what he did at school, all he says is "Choo-Choo train". He runs right in when I drop him off and never looks back. It's bittersweet to see him so happy to leave, but mostly I'm just glad he loves it so I can feel guilt free : ).

So, we're also doing some growing around here with baby #2 on the way!!

I just passed the 11 week mark and should be expecting this little one mid-April. We could not be any more excited about this. While I feel like I couldn't have planned the age gap between these kids any better, this certainly was anything but "according to plan". The same month we found out I was pregnant I had been to my fertility doctor to hear the results of the last blood work I needed done to qualify for an IVF study sponsored by a drug company (so a virtually free IVF cycle for us). He told us we didn't qualify and that we should go ahead and start planning for that anyway since the chances of us getting pregnant on our own were slim to none. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't heartbroken. It was tough news to get, but of course we decided we'd do whatever was necessary to have more kids. About 3 weeks after that appointment I decided to take a pregnancy test; not out of necessity, but because I'm addicted to them. Seriously. I think I keep First Response in business. I took one and immediately began cursing myself for my own stupidity and really just thought I should throw it away without looking (yeah right). But sure enough, that dang test had TWO perfect lines. And then I ran into the living room like a crazy person to show Marcin who proceeded to tell me that if I was showing him yet another negative test that you had to hold up to the light in the perfect angle to see what could possibly be maybe a positive, don't bother. He saw it too though, so I knew I wasn't imagining things. I know how incredibly blessed we are to be able to add to our family. I know that our struggle with having kids is not the worst situation there is by a long shot, but this really has been another long round of 22 months of doctor's visits, surgery, miscarriages, disappointment, and heartache. I am glad it wasn't any harder than it was and I'm so thankful for all the support the last few years. I think I might have had more than my fair share of pity parties, so I'm just thankful to have such great friends and family that love me regardless of how negative I got over this. We're so happy, thrilled, excited, nervous, ready but not-so-ready for this little one to be here with us!! And glad to 'officially' announce it. I think it might be one of the world's worst kept secrets.