This morning I got the results of my blood test. The doctor thinks I'm about 8 weeks along, and she wants me to come in for an ultrasound on Monday. I'm very happy about the pregnancy, but Nick is having a hard time adjusting. I'm terribly afraid that, right now at least, he just doesn't want this. I'm also pretty sure that DD has been shelved for the indefinite future. I asked him today if he was done with it and the response I got was "Are you going to start this again?" So I guess that means he doesn't want to "start this again."
I guess I'm just struggling a little bit. I know that this is a huge thing to take in for both of us, but I feel like Nick blames the stress on me a little bit. I know he's just trying to cope with a very unexpected and life changing situation, one that we were not really prepared for. And I get that a big part of those worries are financial ones which, as he's the main breadwinner, fall on his shoulders. Two and a half years ago when we decided to try for another baby, the economy was in a different place, and the plan was for me to be a stay at home mom. This has been a life long dream for me, and my mom is just not in good enough health to watch this baby like she did Morgan anyway. And I know that there are a lot of great day cares out there, but that's just not something we've ever been comfortable with. So he's worried about what we're going to do. He would prefer for me to stay home, but he also feels the tremendous pressure of becoming the only one to bring home a paycheck, and one that's based on commission at that.
Anyway, I think that the fact that I'm excited about this is making it a little harder on him when he's just not there yet. I just know that this baby is a gift from God, and God will provide the means to take care of it and the rest of our family. I know that Nick knows this too. He just needs a little more time to adjust.







