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"Alien Baby aka BK2" at 3 months

     Is there ever really a perfect time to have another baby?  Who really knows but its seems that your always waiting for something. "Wait till Connor is a year old, wait till we move, wait till summer so it won't be born in summer."  I could go on forever.  I will be the first to admit, that after having Connor, I was actually surprised on how "not ready" I was to have another kid right away.  Your body finally gets back to normal where you can actually sleep, eat and bend over normally.  Your pre-prego clothes fit again, you can travel, blah blah blah.  Jon was ready after 6 months to start trying again but I kept throwing out excuses.  So, in Dec 2011 I finally decided "you know, I think we better start trying to have another child.  I'm not getting any younger (I'm 35 now) and Connor will be a year and a half soon and we wanted them to be at least 2 to 3 years apart in age.  Plus it took us 2+ years to concieve Connor.  So Jon and I chatted about and in December we decided to start trying for another munchkin.
     Fast forward 5 weeks.  I'm at home with Connor, we are going up stairs to take a nap and I get crazy dizzy, to the point I have to put Connor down for I don't want to drop him down the stairs.  I get my barings and put him to bed, and then I myself lie down for a surprising 3 hours nap.  Few days later I'm starting to notice mistakes I'm making at work that are not normal for me, then it hits me. "When am I due?"  So I check my calendar, I'm on day 29, not late but not early either, I'm usually a 27 day girl, so I decided to not get crazy, wait a few days and if still nothing, then we'll take "the test."  I will say that I'm so glad I'm not as crazy as I was with Connor because I was taking tests every month it seemed and nothing.  Day 30, 31, 32, still nothing.  Jon and I are having dinner and I'm not feeling well, he looks at me and asks whats wrong and I say "I think I'm pregnant." His response "Impossible."  (I know right, thanks) So we talk it out, he states that it would make alot of sense because I'm very distance lately, very "Anti-Jon".  So I wait another day and I finally take the test.

**Pregnant**

   Makes sense, sort of already knew that.  Went to the Dr. and they confirmed it as well, she asks how I'm feeling and I said fine (should have waited because dang, I went down hill fast in the next couple of days.)
   Week 8 we go in for our first ultrasound.  Sure enough, little peanut just hanging out in there, right at 8 weeks.  This is where I started to go down hill.  My sonic hearing and Spidey sense kicked into gear and morning sickness, yup 24/7. I was having a terrible time sleeping to the point that Jon moved into the guest room for a week, everything made me feel terrible, I was so tired and was taking motion sickness medicine to keep the nausea away.  I'll admit that it was a brutal first trimester this time around but I know it was all for a good cause because that meant baby was doing fine.
   Week 12 finally came and we got to have our 2nd ultrasound.  These always made us nervous but as soon as Baby Kolson aka BK2 appeared on the screen, you'd think they knew they were on film.  It was rolling around and flipping about that the tech had a rough time getting good measurement.  Moment of truth came.  Over the speakers in the dark tech office came our baby's heartbeat.  So strong.  158 BMP.  I'll admit it brought tears to my eyes to finally hear the music to our ears.  Tech said everything looked and that BK2 was doing great.  No issues in the measurements, blood tests came back all normal and I was put on a regular pregnancy program (I was high risk at first hence the couple of appointments close together due to previous miscarriage and my age).
  We are so thankfully and blessed that we are having another child.  Just goes to show that you really can't plan anything, when God says ok, then its ok.  We got pregnant right away this time and baby is doing great. I have had a conversation with BK2 and we have come to an agreement that we must "share" this body so as long as I keep it fed it will won't cause too much grief.  Thankfully I feel pretty good now, morning sickness is gone but I still have some blinding back pain, I think that might be here to stay for this pregnancy.  Jury is still out on what the gender may be, I'm leaning towards girl (again I know) but the first trimester was brutal and the baby's heartbeat is alot faster this time around(Connor's was slower and I wasn't nearly as sick with Connor as I was with BK2).  Sometime at the end of April we'll get to find out if its a "He" or "She" but we will happily take either :)

Stay tuned!!
Jon, Cort, Connor & BK2