7 years ago this month....

I can't believe it's March already.  This month my youngest son, Maceo, turn 7 years old.  He is such a great kid.  He was such a surprise and such a blessing to us. 

When I met his dad, I was a single mom with two little kids.  Jake was 6 and Maddy was 4.  We had been dating for about 5 months when we celebrated Maddy's 5th birthday.  It was the first big even that we had done together as a "family".  It was nice and fun to be able to do that.  16 1/2 days later I was laying in bed feeling terrified.  I had an inkling that I might be pregnant but hadn't said anything.  I had bought a pregnancy test and was waiting until I was offically late.  That night we went to bed early.  The kids were away and William was going to run a race very early in the morning on Pioneer Day. 

I snuck out of bed to take the test.  My reasoning was that it would be negative and I'd be relieved and then be able to sleep...no problem...right?

Wrong.  The test, of course, came back positive.  It was now the middle of the night and my crazy OCD set in.  At that moment, I had a crazy thought.  We had talked about children at first.  I didn't want anymore.  I already had a boy & a girl and was happy with the way things were.  He always wanted a child but then he met mine.  They were crazy and fun but he thought maybe another one would jeopardize what we had.  By then I had decided maybe one together would be fine, but he seemed past it. 

So here I sat, unsure of how he felt and I was lying there wondering what I had gotten myself into.  I'd been married and divorced.  I had to deal with children having two homes, two families and the problems that come with that.  For a moment I considered leaving, never tell him I was pregnant and running off to raise all three children as a single mom. 

But as I lay there, staring at this awesome man, sleeping...he woke up. He looked at me and asked me what was going on.  As I told him, just an hour or two from when he'd have to wake up to run this race...the fear that I had fell away.  He was so excited and so happy.  I made him promise not to tell his parents, who we were meeting on the way to the race.  It was way too soon in both the pregnancy and the relationship to do that. 

As soon as we saw his mom, he said "you'll never believe this" and she said, "she's pregnant!"  Now she claims she knew, but I think she was joking.  They were just as excited as he was and I knew from that moment that everything would be perfect.