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A month and a half later there I stood holding it. I didn't want to believe it but the proof was there. It was true and I couldn't deny it anymore. I had tons of emotions flowing through me at the time. I was happy, I was scared, I was frustrated, I was upset and I was sad. So many emotions at one time. I didn't know if I should cry or what but I felt the tears in my eyes as I heard Zachary crying in the living room. I looked down at it again hoping it was wrong and that I was just dreaming but no there it was the pregnancy test telling me I was pregnant. Dave and me were not planning on having another baby and even if we were we didn't want one that soon. Zachary was only 7 ½ months old. They would be a little over a year apart. I was NOT ready for a second baby.
I could hear Zachary's cries getting louder as I stood in the bathroom still trying to get over the results of my pregnancy test. Zachary was teething so he was really fussy and neither Dave or me had slept for the last 2 nights. Zachary was generally a good baby but he was making up for it by being a bear while he was teething. Dave knocked on the door and said, "Tess, what's going on? You've been in there for a while."
"I'll be right out," I said trying to get myself together.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah," I said wiping away the tears that had fallen from my eyes. "I'll be right out."
"Tess, you don't sound all right," he said trying to turn the locked door knob. "Why's the door locked?"
"I'll be right out," I said again.
"Female problems?" he asked.
"I guess you could say that. I will be right out," I said as I threw the box to the test away and wiped my eyes one more time. I put the test in my back jeans pocket, opened the door and saw Dave standing there.
"You look like you've been crying," he said as he handed Zachary to me.
"I'm just frustrated," I said. "I'm all right."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said as I tried to comfort Zachary. "He has a fever. I think we should give him some medicine and put some Orajel on his gums," I said as I put my finger in his mouth to feel his gums. "He has a tooth right there. It's so close to cutting the gum."
"Good," said Dave, "because I can't go another night without sleep."
"Me either. I go back to work tomorrow," I said, "I need my sleep."
"I know but Tess, this is all day. I don't know what to do for him. I hate seeing him like this."
"Me too," I said. I really did hate seeing Zachary so miserable. I would do anything to take away his pain. I couldn't wait for that tooth to cut through so he could feel better. I guess as a mother you feel your child's pain and would do anything to take their place. I was at that point. I wish it was me that was teething opposed to Zachary. "It's okay, Baby, we're going to give you some medicine and put something on your gums to make you feel better. It's okay," I said as I kissed Zachary's head and walked to the kitchen to get the medicine and the Orajel. Zachary hated both but anything to make him feel better.
Once he had his medicine and Orajel he fell asleep as Dave was holding him. "He's sleeping," said Dave with a smile, "for the first time in two days. How long do you think it will last?"
"Hopefully for a while," I said. "He looks so sweet though when he sleeps."
"Yeah he does," said Dave as he carefully got up and put him in the pack and play. "I am so exhausted, Tess," he said as he walked back to the couch to sit down.
"Me too, Dave," I said. "But at least he's asleep."
"I know," he said. "I forgot how bad teething can be. It's really a bitch."
"Um yeah," I said as I thought about how we were going to have another baby.
"What's wrong, Tess, you seem distant today?"
"I think we should talk," I said.
"About?"
"Us, Zachary, the future," I said.
"What about us, Mrs. Batista?" he asked with a smile as he gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
"Dave, I'm pregnant," I said. I didn't think I should beat around the bush. I figured it was better if I came right out with it.
"Tess, stop joking. You're not pregnant."
"Yes, I am, Dave. I am pregnant," I said as I reached in my pocket to pull out the test. "See?" I said handing him the test.
"Holy shit," he said as his eyes grew wide. "You're pregnant. That means… that means…"
"We're going to have another baby," I said.
"What? How? I am confused," he said.
"You know how it happened… maybe a trip to the Hamptons will refresh your memory."
"Oh shit, Tess, I thought you were on the pill?"
"I am or I was.. I obviously can't take it now. I guess it didn't work. Go figure I would fall into the 1% range."
"I seriously thought you were joking. So you're really pregnant?"
"Yeah," I said. "I'm really pregnant. I knew I wasn't getting my period because of breast feeding Zachary but I guess I was ovulating which is why I never got it again when I should have. I don't know all I know is I'm pregnant."
"If you weren't getting your period how did you know?" he asked.
"The nausea," I said. "And I know my body and I told you before when you and me made Zachary I just knew.. The same with this one."
"Damn," he said, "That means our kids are going to be," he was trying to calculate it.
"15 months apart," I said.
"That's really close," he said.
"Tell me about it."
"Damn, Tess, what are we going to do?"
"Obviously have a baby," I said. "I mean it's not what I wanted but I didn't want Zachary too much either at first but look how great he is. Maybe this baby will be just as great."
"Shit," he said.
"I know," I said. "Dave, I seriously don't know what to do. I have my job. I can't do another maternity leave. I can't believe this happened. What do you have super sperm?"
"Well," he said with a smile, "clearly."
"It's not a joke, Dave, we're having another baby and Zachary is barely going to be over a year old. This is crazy."
"It is but I'm sure we can handle it. I'm just shocked that you were on the pill and still got pregnant."
"You're telling me," I said. "Are you mad?"
"How can I be mad? It is what it is. You're pregnant again. Unless you want to abort it."
"No," I said. "I can't and I won't. I don't want to go through life wondering what the baby would have been like and regretting my decision. I just don't get it. I'm 33.. I should be WAY past my prime baby making years."
"You're not," he said. "You still have many more years of fertility."
"Please don't say that," I said. "You'll jinx me."
"I'm not trying to. I am really shocked. I don't know," he said.
"Me either," I said, "but I really want to take a nap while Zachary is sleeping."
"All right but we'll figure this out later," he said. "I love you, Tess."
"I love you too," I said as he kissed my forehead. I had no idea what we were going to do about the pregnancy. I was really hoping it was a false alarm and I just had a false positive. I still had some hope that I wasn't pregnant. It's not that I didn't want another baby we didn't have time for another baby. I worked and with Zachary we were super busy. We just didn't' have time for another one. I got up from the couch and went upstairs to take a nap.
My hopes were shattered when I went to the doctor later that week. Dave didn't go with me because he was tending to Zachary and I didn't want to bring the baby along on my doctor's appointment. Plus I thought it was better that I went alone. I was so nervous as I sat in the waiting room to be called. I couldn't believe I was going through it again. I felt like I was just in that same spot over a year ago. AT least this time if I was pregnant I knew who the father was so that was one less burden I had to deal with this time. My heart stopped when the nurse called me to the back. I went through the same procedure as I did with Zachary. I peed in a cup, I answered questions and I waited for the doctor to examine me. The doctor came in the room and asked how I was. How did she think I was? I had a 7 ½ month old baby and possibly pregnant with another despite the birth control; of course I wouldn't be happy go lucky. I phased her and said, "I'm good."
"That's good," she said, "so I hear that you think you're pregnant."
"Yeah," I said, "I took a test and it was positive."
"I see," she said as she looked over my records, "and you just had a baby 7 ½ months ago?"
"Yes," I said.
"Okay and you're breastfeeding him?"
"Sure am," I said.
"You know in most cases a woman misses a period because of breastfeeding and it messes with your hormones," she said.
"I know," I said, "does that mean I'm not pregnant?" I asked sounding hopeful maybe I was too hopeful because she frowned at me. "I mean it's not that I don't like babies or don't want another one. It's just too soon you know?"
"My children are 14 months apart. I know all about surprises and I remember feeling the same way you are probably feeling right now. You're probably feeling scared, worried, upset, happy and sad. You probably don't know what you want to do and you're feeling overwhelmed. I've been there. I know how you're feeling and it will be all right."
"So I am pregnant?" I asked.
"Yes, Tessa, you're pregnant," she said. "The test you took came back positive."
"Great," I said as I felt my heart break. I felt like crying but I held it together.
"I'm going to do an ultrasound to make sure everything is okay with the baby and to get an estimation on when you're due. From the timeline you gave me I would say you're due around May 13th."
"All right," I said, "so Zachary and this baby will be almost exactly 15 months apart."
"Yes," she said as she prepared to do the ultrasound. "And I would say you're 6 weeks along."
"Wow," I said as I laid back to that the ultrasound done. 6 weeks ago I was on my honeymoon in the Hamptons it made a lot of sense. I felt numb at that point because I didn't really know how to feel. She began the procedure and there it was on the screen my baby. Mine and Dave's baby. It was all real. I couldn't believe it. It was as big as a walnut. She congratulated me and printed me off a couple pictures. I was prescribed prenatal vitamins and then I was sent home after scheduling my next appointment.
As soon as I got home Dave was in the living room playing with Zachary. It was a good thing he was such a good dad because he was about to become a dad again for the third time. "Hey," he said as I walked in the living room.
"Hey," I said. "What are my two favorite guys up to?"
"Just playing a game," said Dave.
"You are aware he's only 7 ½ months old right?"
"I know but it's just a game of peek-a-boo. It's one of his new favorites," he said. I felt bad because I didn't even know that. There were a lot of things I felt bad about. Sometimes I felt like I didn't even know my own son because I worked so much. I missed him crawling for the first time too because I was at work. It really hurt me a lot. I had no idea how I would feel missing out on the other baby's life too. There had to be some way I could work from home to be with my two favorite guys and so that I didn't miss Zachary reaching anymore milestones.
"Oh," I said as I sat down on the couch.
"So how was the appointment?" he asked as he went after a crawling Zachary.
"It was interesting," I said.
"Are you pregnant?"
"Yep," I said showing him the ultrasound pictures. "I'm 6 weeks along and she said I'm due around the 13th of May."
"Fuck," he said. "Wow. This is going to be crazy."
"Believe me, Dave, I know," I said. "Are we ready for this?"
"I don't know," he said as he stopped Zachary from going after the DVD player. "No, Zachary."
"He's starting to become a handful," I said.
"Tell me about it and just think we'll have a 15 month old and a newborn… let the good times roll."
"Oh boy," I said. He made a good point we would have a 15 month old; a very active one at that, plus a newborn. We were in for some fun times and no one could say that the newborn would be just as happy and good as Zachary. I hoped it would be a good baby but you just never know. We were in for a wild ride and I still had no idea how this happened especially since I was on the pill.. I guess life is just full of surprises.
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