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Well, to those of you who guessed that I am pregnant, pat yourselves on the back and eat a chocolate for me, because that is right.
To say that this was a bit of a surprise is, well, a bit of an understatement. We had technically been "trying" since I miscarried in the summer of 2007 (almost two years ago, people!) and I had pretty much given up the thought that I would ever get pregnant again.
I thought that with my advancing age and my various health issues that having another baby was pretty much out of the picture. I was getting ready to tell Hubba-hubba that this was IT, that I was no longer "trying" because the ups and downs were getting to be too much for me.
And, lo and behold, there were the two lines on March 4. I'm due on November 12, but I have the feeling it will be a bit earlier than that.
I will be honest with you guys, I have some nervousness at the thought of having a SEVEN year gap in between children. I am worried about how this will affect my beloved Mr. P. I am hoping for the best, but how do I know he isn't going to feel alienated, or in some way betrayed? That is my biggest fear. Although it probably shouldn't be, because he is a wonderful, loving little boy who I know would make a great big brother.
But, I am a worrier. That's what I do.
Anybody got any heartwarming stories about the large age gap between their kids and how it all worked out fine? Sooner than when they are in their 30's and 40's? Because I get that a lot, that they will hardly know each other growing up, and it won't be until waaay later that they are even friends.
Because I kind of need some reassurances right now.