The Kids…

The kids…

The following is a brief account on how I came to have 3 kids…

When my husband and I got married we teetered between waiting for kids and wanting one right away. We kind of left it up to chance. We had fun and traveled while we waited for it to happen. After 4 years of waiting it became a concern. I found out I had PCOS (poly-cycstic ovarian syndrome) so, pregnancy would be difficult for me. I still remember the sting of seeing those little blue negative signs. Yet another negative pregnancy test. Omg, all the money I spent on premium pregnancy tests! Anyway, after the 5^th year I was getting ready to see a specialist for intervention. I hadn’t gotten my period but it wasn’t abnormal, I was stressed out about the appointment. I thought maybe if I see another negative test it will set my mind at ease so while at Walmart I threw in a cheapo test just to set me at ease. Wouldn’t you know it, those cheap tests work just as well as the expensive kind! Some say that God’s time is perfect. I’d say, they’re right. The time allowed us to grow and mature as a couple and have so many adventures together. A period time we now refer to as “before we were blessed”. We had a girl we named Vie. “Life” in French. She was perfect. She slept well. She ate well. She was not picky. She didn’t cry excessively. She potty trained herself at 1 and a half. Yeah, I know, amazing!!! C’est la Vie en rose!

When Vie was two years old she told me that she had a little sister. I thought it was funny and random so I played along, said, oh really? Where is she?? She told me that she lived in the stars and was afraid to come down. I told her that she could tell her that whenever she was ready to come we were waiting for her. When I told my husband that night we named her Zoe. We often referred to her as we made plans for the future, like, “oh, by then Zoe will be here..” and, we kind of just waited. My goal was to have two that were two years apart but with PCOS you can’t really choose. I took metformin daily I tried Clomid and still nothing. We waited so long I had lost hope. Vie was now 6 and my hopes for having a sister she could be close in age with and grow with (like I did) were gone. We wondered where Zoe was and if we’d ever get to meet her. Then one day out of nowhere I found out I was pregnant. My doctor likes to call this a success story but I don’t know if you can call 6 years a “success”. Anyway, they kept a close eye on me and my hormone levels were multiplying and tripling all seemed well.  Then one day as I was coming home from work I turned to reach for my bag and as I lifted and turned to get out of the car I felt a pop from inside. By the time I got in the house I was bleeding. Later at the ultrasound we saw we had been expecting twins but had lost one. The one that was left was a girl. We tried to find another name but we couldn’t after all this waiting so, we named her Zoe. “Life” in greek. She was a very fussy baby. She had bad reflux and severe food allergies. I’ll have to do a post on how I survived this at a later time.

After Zoe was born I had trouble controlling my hormones. I was under a lot of stress and just had a lot going on between returning to work, illness, moving, grief, ugh just SO MUCH. The doctor thought it’d be a good idea to put me on a birth control pill to level out my hormones and get me feeling more regular. I started taking the pill but it made me bleed a lot. I was bleeding like every two weeks. If I was late taking the pill, like an hour late, boom bleeding again. It was awful and annoying. So I went back to the doctor and asked to be put on something else. He said sure but said he had to give me pregnancy test just as routine before switching meds. You can guess what happened next… BOOM pregnant. I was so confused! How could we have such a difficult time with the first two and this happen out of nowhere!? Full disclosure; this was such a crazy time, sex at this point was not happening. It literally was just the one time and I end up PREGNANT. Seems ridiculous, all the calendar counting and the timing and the “hurry up has to be today” we did with V and Z, but it happened. Like I said, God’s timing, perfect. We were pregnant with our rainbow baby when Zoe was only 9 months old. My dad had just passed away and our family was having such a difficult time coping. When we found out the due date was the same day as his anniversary of death date, we knew he had sent this baby to us for a reason. When we found out it was a boy we felt we had to honor my dad with his name. A funny thing about my Dad is that he wore Levi’s jeans every day. There was nothing better for him than Levi’s 501 jeans. Something my dad and I shared was music and I felt like he kept sending me this song while I was pregnant that sounded similar so I took it as a hint and named him Levi. He is so sweet and fun but whoa, is he attached to me!

So that’s it that’s how we came to have 3 kids. Dad said 3 was going to be a good number. I didn’t see it at the time but, I’d have to agree. It’s a circus and it is so incredibly difficult at times but, I cant imagine my life without them. (That’s not true, I CAN. I can imagine myself on vacation without them or like eating a hot dinner and not having to cut anything up or feed anyone else… actually, lots of scenarios I can imagine without them) but, they are just as they were intended to be. God’s time was perfect and I wouldn’t want it any other way.