"When did we have sex?"

My birthday is at the end of March. To my suprise, my mom and my sister and a gaggle of children came to Nevada from Oregon for a visit and to help me celebrate. Unfortunately, someone brought up a flu bug. I am not one to get sick at the drop of a hat. My psoriasis makes my immune system work on overdrive, so it takes a real mean bug to get at me. Apparently this was a big meanie.

Not two days after they left to go home, around April 4th or so, I was at the doctor complaining of troubles breathing and a throat so sore I thought I was going to cough out my tonsils! I had a bit of a fever and a little nasuea. The doctor put me on an oral steroid, codine cough syrup (yuck) and nebulizer treatments. My blood oxygen levels were low and my asthma was really angry. I did as doc ordered and took my medications, rested and so on. Jason took off work for a total of two weeks to take care of me and Kenny! I was in and out of the doc's office the whole time. Doc insisted that I go into the hospital, I refused. I couldn't be away from my baby overnight, nuh uh, no way.

This virus kicked my butt around for a month. It was the worst "sick" I have ever been. Both Kenny and Jason never caught it, for that I am thankful. By the end of April, I was on the mend. I was still weak and tired all the time, but things were looking to get back to normal.

May 4th. I was due to sleep in. Jason offered to get up with Kenny and feed him breakfast then play until I decided to get up and be a mommy. Wow! I get to sleep in!!! Rock ON!!

Around 6 am I shot out of bed like a bullet. I was sweating! I had that dream again. Remember the one I told you about in Kenny's story? The one that would make a porn star blush!!?!! This was the same dream with a little twist. I can't go into detail, mostly because I am blushing just thinking about it, but mainly because you would think I was a sicko freak for having the dream!!

I went straight to the bathroom, flushed, breathing hard and thinking," What the HELL was that!!?" Jason heard me and came in with Kenny in tow. They had just gotten out of bed not 20 minutes ago. He asked me what was wrong. I stared at him blankly, then gathering my wits I told him I was just worried about the baby and I guess I can't sleep in. He took it that I didn't trust him and the conversation went from there. Why didn't I tell him about the dream? To this day, I don't know.

The next day I met up with Jen, a friend who recently had her first child, and we headed to Wal-Mart for diapers and other mommy shopping fun. On the drive I told her that I have had real "intense" dreams the last couple of nights. She giggled and joked that I may be pregnant again. I didn't even crack a smile. My God! Kenny makes me so tired as it is now. Another baby? I still have a baby! Sure, Jason and I discussed getting pregnant again and decided that waiting until Kenny turned one before trying would make the kids close enough to get along, but far enough that I don't die from exhaustion. With my psoriasis and arthritis it was hard enough to feel like I was doing what was right for the baby I had now! Jen told me not to stress, " Just pick up a test while we are at the store and be done."

Ok. So, I did pick up a test. The next morning, before Jason headed to work, I took the test. It turned positive before I could set it down on the counter!! We were both shocked!! I wasn't late on my period. I wasn't even expecting it for another week. I ran out to the calandar. I looked over the last two months. I turned to Jason and asked, "When did we have sex?" I was sick just about all of April. He said he couldn't remember. We are new parents. Sex wasn't something that was a focal point anymore. I pretty much lost interest after I had Kenny. I mean come on! We couldn't have gotten "together" more than 5 or6 times in the last nine months!!

Stunned. Both of us speachless. Jason left for work. I fed Kenny. That afternoon I decided to take the test again. BOOM. It showed positive before I could remove it from the "stream." How could you be SOOO pregnant that the test results come that fast? My mind went through a whole psychotic list of ridiculous options. Maybe there was more than one baby. More that two? Maybe it was just left over hormones from having Kenny. Maybe the prego test was faulty, both sticks were from the same batch. Maybe the whole batch was faulty. I called Jason. "Bring home another test, another brand." He did. That night the same thing. Insta-positive!!

The next morning I called the doctor and asked to speak with his head nurse, Kelly. I told her I thought I was pregnant again. With joy in her voice, she spread congratulations on thick. I had to inturrupt her. I told her that it was impossible because we didn't have sex in the last two months. She was quiet a minute. "Are you sure?" I was pretty sure. But then....well maybe.....I just didn't know!! Kelly bipassed the receptionist and made me an appointment two days out.

I spent those two days waking from dreams that were more intense than they ever were while pregnant with Kenny. I was almost paranoid. Everyone who smiled at me had to know and they must think I was a freaky-sex-sicko!! The dreams were attacking me! Not just at night!! They happened during nap time too!! Holy Cow! I am a sicko!! The only time I didn't have those dreams was when I fell asleep holding Kenny. I was beginning to believe that I was going to have to sleep in the rocking chair, holding Kenny for the next nine months!!

We headed to the doctor on May 9th.