Eli Week. Part 1:The Story

With a plan to add one more to our family (the caboose), Jer & I were thrilled when we found out that after over a year of trying, we were finally pregnant.

It was a normal start of a pregnancy by my standards, plenty of good old-fashioned morning sickness, a first doctor's visit at 9 weeks & a feeling of elation as we told Lindsay (12), Hannah (9) & Keaton (5) that we were expecting a new baby. Due to come in August. They were stoked!

The holidays came and went, the new year began, and spring was just around the corner. I was busy & blessed with a hard-working hubby, 3 fun kids and running a seasonal boutique business that I enjoyed very much. Things were so, so good!

The middle of March I had a stretch of severe morning sickness that lasted almost 2 weeks long. It wasn't unusual for me to have a hard time keeping down food. I had 3 pregnancies much like this one. I had good days and bad days and muddled through.

The last Sunday of March, after our late afternoon block of meetings, I joined my family in the foyer of our building and we all proceeded to head home. While walking to the car in the parking lot, I felt a slight gush of water. (Not unlike peeing my pants)

I stopped in my tracks, not fully comprehending what had just happened. Slightly in denial, I thought perhaps I was losing all control of my bladder. But deep down, I knew that this was bad.
I was only 17 or 18 weeks along.