You know that moment when you think that you are done having kids. You say no more, we are all done. And then one day you wake up and SURPRISE! there is another baby on the way. Yeah, that was my husband and me last August.
We kept our little surprise quiet for quite some time, due to m history of complicated pregnancies. I was considered high risk right away, and had to be followed by a team of doctors. We waited to tell our families until just before Christmas, when I was cleared by the specialists that everything with this pregnancy was good.
I continued to work until I was five months pregnant. Not long after I put in for my early maternity leave at work, my husband received a transfer letter from his job. We had two weeks to pack up our house, get the kid’s school and medical records, and find new doctors in Florida. None of which is easy when you are in your third trimester. We sold one of our cars, and some of our other bulky furniture. We gave our parts car to a friend of ours. My car is sitting in our friends back yard until we have the money to tow or ship it down to Florida, and all of our other belongings are in a storage unit, that I have no clue as to where anything is or how it was packed because I couldn’t help pack it. We loaded up our minivan and m husbands car with clothes, the kids school things, a few toys, and the dogs things. My nephew took vacation time to drive the minivan down while my husband drove his own car.
We get to Florida and get the girls all set up in their new schools. The transition was hard for my oldest daughter, her GPA dropped some. She mad a few friends and seems well-adjusted now. My next daughter who is also now a teen adjusted well. She is getting lazy with her schooling though. My seven-year old adjusted the best.
Our little surprise was due April 14th. Due to m previous complications, I was scheduled for a c-section at 37 weeks. Our baby had other plans. She came at 36 weeks. We got to see her for a quick minute before the nurses whisked her away to the NICU. Our beautiful Melanie Grace spent ten days in the NICU. When she was a day old, she ran into more complications. Her lung collapsed, causing her to have to have a chest tube placed, and there was talks about sending her to Miami. Thank god they didn’t have to. She was able to stay where she was, and quickly recovered. She was able to come home on Easter Sunday.
So here I am, not just a mom of three girls, but now four. It look like I will be Mom of a Teenage Girl for a long time.