DH's sister T called today to apologize for a misunderstanding between her and DH. She told him that she had been having a bad week when the misunderstanding occured, and that she had just learned that she is six weeks pregnant!
Holy cow, you could have knocked both of us over with a feather...
DH's Sis had a miscarriage last spring, and she and her husband recently told us they were trying again for a baby. Little did we know they were trying right when WE were trying!
If I do the math correctly, I think our pregnancies are spaced out by only about two weeks!
DH's Sis is already concerned about her pregnancy. She told us today that she's got some pain, and she'll be going in for an early ultrasound tomorrow. We assured her of our prayers, and wished her well.
It's awkward, because she has told us her news because she needs our prayers and support. And yet DH and I are holding fast to our decision to wait for the end of the first trimester. So they don't know that we're pregnant, too.
One day at a time...for now, we'll keep hoping for the best for both sets of beans. Or raspberries, as DH is calling the baby this week. :)
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