Unexpected News

I'm writing this post because I need some moral support! We are having another baby. Burk Baby #6. I really never wanted 6 kids and didn't want another baby, and we by all means did not plan on having another one. I had just gone to the doctor for a checkup and she assured me everything was fine and we were not going to get pregnant and she expressed her happiness that I was losing weight and inches and I would be off my blood pressure medicine if I kept it up (I've been on medicine for blood pressure since my pregnancy with Jayce made it go high and my doctor wanted to make sure I lowered it really low before she took me off to be conservative). Matt and I discussed permanent forms of birth control and had decided that we would look into it in the next few weeks since we were done having kids. And then two weeks after all of this decision making but before we could act on it I find out I am pregnant.

My kids are thrilled. Matt is happy. My family thinks it's wonderful. I am not thrilled, amused, or happy. I just don't feel like I can do this again. And I know I should be grateful for the chance to have kids since many people I know can't have kids on their own, but that doesn't mean I want to have kids for the rest of my life! Now we need a bigger van and I have to find sleeping room for this new baby that will grow up all too soon.