There is nothing like a pregnancy scare to put your feeling in check on how you truly feel about having another child. Yes, you read it correctly, pregnancy scare! While most breastfeeding moms are lucky enough to enjoy a continued hiatus from Aunt Flo...I was not one of them... 3 months postpartum and I was going back to the drug-store for supplies. Super. Granted, because I know that breastfeeding is not a form of birth control, and I was ready to ...ahem...resume normal activities after that 6 week postpartum check*... we were already being extra cautious. Once Brady decided he was too good for my boobs and I decided I was ready to eat cabbage and jalapeno poppers and broccoli and wasabi again, I went back on birth control. And then had a period that could barely be considered as such. I'm telling myself..not a big deal...just hormones...just your body trying to figure things out. Then scenes from the show 'I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant' start playing in my mind. Shit! And I make fun of these women on a weekly basis! And I might be one of them! Shit!
Sooo.... I'm at CVS, carrying my 7 month old and a pregnancy test to the pharmacy counter to pick up my birth control and prenatals (which I will continue to take because they are cheaper than a multi-vitamin) wondering what the woman checking me out must be thinking. Head home to pee-on-a-stick and negative...Thank God!! So, it turns out, that although I miss being pregnant, I am definitely not ready to be pregnant again. Not that I needed to see a negative test to validate this. But at the end of the day... the option child number two is no longer off the table...it just won't be happening anytime soon.
*The only thing I'm happy about with a c-section, but that's another story
