Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Always An Anomaly


Sorry to you investors that I did not warn you there would be a sudden spike in First Response Pregnancy Tests stock over the last few days. You really missed out on major profits. This is especially heartbreaking since those profits could have been put to good use as college tuition for the million children we will now be mom and dad to very soon.

I was late.

For you naive, don’t have a wife with wife parts, readers…I don’t mean, I over-slept, didn’t have time to brush my teeth, popped in gum and ran out the door kind of late.

And I’m never late.

This kind of late.

The other kind of late…right…you win.

So, Sunday morning I am literally nauseous. I didn’t know if I was nauseous because I was pregnant, or because I thought I was pregnant…both induce nausea in me.

I thought the only logical thing to do would be to load up all four kids, early before heading to church to sing, go into Walgreens and buy a box of tests. If you have four kids, or even a good imagination, you will know I was in a state of panic to accomplish this task of securing some sanity that comes in a little box full of sticks you pee on.

I ran home. Did my thing. The tests were negative.

I ate pop-tarts.

Tuesday, still no punctuation in my pants.

Kirby came over with tests. I took one. Faint line. So faint, I could have been imagining it. Kirby was imagining it a little stronger than I was.

I leave the house, go to a very stressful meeting about Danny. I feel like I’m going to throw up right in the middle of the meeting…nice. Again…maybe it’s just that I’m nervous. Nervousness has never induced vomiting in me that I know of…but there’s always a first for everything…I’m so good at calming myself with made-up wisdom.

I come home and decide to take the remaining test, just to make my nausea go away.

Two lines. Second one faint…but definitely NOT imaginary. Even Anson thought we were dumb for asking him, “How many lines do you see on this test.” He said, “Two” and looked at us like we were nuts for questioning his counting abilities. He also thought all the pregnancy tests all over the house were things that I had bought “to make my hair the color of Kirby’s hair.” Funny.

Right now, I’m sure some of you are either getting extremely excited, or you are thinking we really need to figure out how the birds and the bees work so Aaron and I don’t single-handedly cause over-population on this great planet, Earth.

That’s how I felt.

Enter, Amazing Doctor Bacak.

I called him in Arkansas.

He’s ruing the day he gave this Hendrick his cell phone number.

Knowing my great fear of all things pregnancy, he did what only the Amazing Doctor Bacak is powerful enough to do. He put on his tall black hat and cape…waved his magic wand…and sha-zam…I had an order from a real life doctor to go get blood work done at the lab.

This would surely tell me if we needed to start adding on to our house…adding on a bathroom with my own personal toilet to yak in for 4 months. Thrilling.

The blood work was NEGATIVE.

This would have been great and fine with me except for the fact that I was holding, in my hand a positive pregnancy test.

Odd.

Last night, a bunch of “the girls” came to hang out.

We did what only a bunch of girls would do if a friend thinks she may be pregnant. We did more tests.

Two lines.

This morning….another test…two lines.

This would only happen to me, by the way. Why can’t anything in my life be by the book. Why? I can’t even make my blood and pee be normal. Is there any hope for all these kids running around here? It’s worrisome.

Either that old saying, “You can’t be sort-of pregnant” is sort of WRONG…or my blood needs to be put in remedial classes.

Right now, I don’t know if I should be excited, concerned, picking out names or writing up my will.

So…all that to say…

I might be having another Hendrick. Maybe. Perhaps. Possibly.

I never thought I would birth any more babies. I was planning on adopting any new additions.

Maybe God is just trying to ease me into the idea of having another life growing inside of me…or maybe I’m growing a sea turtle…at this point, I’m not sure of anything.

Either way...

I’m giving Aaron a vasectomy when he gets home. I’ve been reading how-to’s on the internet. Who knew all the tools I will need are in Aaron’s workshop.
I'll keep you posted. Stay tuned to find out if a chipmunk or a child is growing inside of me, and to see how Aaron's surgery turns out.

30 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love the way the Lord works!
:)

Kaycee said...

Would it be sinful to start taking bets as to whether Heather might be with child or not???

Jennifer Bacak said...

I'm voting sea turtle.
Your fabulous and super supportive, no matter the outcome, I will hold your hair back and wet the washrag for you, oh, and feed your children and mine while I'm at it, friend...
jenn

the Apels said...

You're hilarious...I'm totally convinced that your pregnant!! Do you think 3 fully positive pregnancy tests and an unpuncuated body could lie?

Seriously, Heather...I am just gonna repeat what my oh-so-wise mentor once shared with me, "There are NO false positives." (and ESPECIALLY not 3 of them)...as I held three positive pregnancy tests (that looked awfully similar to yours, might I add!) in my hand about 3 months ago....haha, who would have thought we'd be pregnant TOGETHER??

We can be fat together..and I'm gonna get some first hand training from you-I'm stoked! And I think that if you ARE, indeed, pregnant-this pregnancy could be SO DIFFERENT than the last 3-if its covered in lots of prayer...I guess we'll find out in about 3 weeks, won't we?!-Kirby

The Garratts said...

We love ya'll and you make great kids. SO why not another one. The more Hendricks in the world, the better.

Our kids won't mind pre-arranged marriages, will they?

Hendrick Family said...

What great friends and family I have.

No letting me cry. No letting me worry. No letting Aaron and our children die of hunger. Drawing up house plans for a great new bedroom, letting Aaron work at Laynes to pay for it, feeling sorry for me if I start puking...but PRAYING right now that it won't start happening this time. What would I do with out?

Really. Thanks for being the body when mine is out of control.

I promise to raise a million godly boys to marry all your girls (except Kaylyn). That's the only way I can return the favor. One day, your daughters will be greatly loved and cherished...and think of it...Emma Hendrick, Reese Hendrick, Apple Hendrick, the possibilities are endless...really...I have that many sons.

Jennifer Nelson said...

Hey Heather!!! Congratulations! I'm am so excited for you! Danny sounds wonderful. What a blessing to have 4 wonderful boys and another on the way.
Love,
Jennifer Nelson
(remember me? We swam with the kids two years ago at onecamp....I totally enjoyed visiting with you. Hope you're doing well.)

Your Homie for Life! said...

Hey Heather I will keep you in my prayers. Keep us updated on the baby news. And let me know when I can help with the boys.

BHG & Co. said...

Everyone else has offered to help with everything else but Aaron's surgery... and for that I offer my assistance... (as long as I can stay behind the surgical curtain next to Aaron's head...) where I can hold him down still and unconscious so he does not have to listen to the tools, saws, snips, and Heather say "oops... what? oh, nothing"... I'm there for you man!

Hendrick Family said...

Hayden just walked in the kitchen and said, "If that baby in your belly is a girl, we could call her okra." I started laughing. So, he said, "Or garden."

So...that's the names we've got right now, people. Okra or Garden.

Karen said...

This is such exciting news! GOD is good so just relax and let Him and all your wonderful friends take care of ya! PS I hope if it turns out to be true its a girl!!! I will definatly be prayin for your family! If you need any help with the boys let me know!

Melodi said...

You KNOW I think it's wonderful! A house full of blessings from the Lord.....oh the sweet aroma....oops, that was the pile of diapers....but OH the sweet aroma to the Lord of children totally given up to him by their parents! :) You know....you TOO could own a big van....I happen to know where you could get a good deal. We love you all SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much and can't wait to meet the latest Hendrick!

Melodi

Jennifer Bacak said...

No need to stress over the surgery. You know we think Rusty could do it out in the garage. They both have so many tools, they're bound to have all they need. And although Rusty is not a urologist, and has never done one, he has actually had one himself and probably watched, so no bigee. Hey, we're always here to save you money.
jenn
ps, the odds are against us with the girl thing. I am guessing even more testosterone is on the way to the Hendrick home.

F O M N said...

Heather,
You are lovely and Aaron has what it takes... and I told you I wanted to be called "father of many nations." There is nothing better than raising your own mission field.
Y'all always do good work.
Poppi

Brooke said...

this is oh so exciting!!!!! heather, you're hilarious.... which i probably say in every comment i make on your blog... but it's true. ok... my only complaint is this didn't happen 9 months ago.... i want to be there when you're pregnant, if you're pregnant! also, i've decided that i do want to have a slumber party at your house... i'll sleep on the floor with your kids... or we could even have a camp out in the backyard!!! now, that would be quite fun. also, i think you and aaron need to plan a date so i can watch your kids while i'm there.... esp. if you might be adding another little person to the bunch, you should take the offer while you can. OK? great. i'll see ya soon!

cwaire said...

hendrick clan,
i must say that reading your blogs helps me to somehow feel connected to my past life (that of a college student always dreaming of the hendrick sweet tea and trying to bring myself to coming over just for a sip of that decadent drink). If you are indeed pregnant we all know that this will be the baby that will end all vomiting! Like Kirby said...let's name it and claim it!!!! HAHA!! I am praying for y'all and I really miss y'all....not just your sweet tea either! I do love that Hayden hasn't forgotten me yet seeing how he still talks about me in his stories! Love you guys!

The Dornaks said...

Are you taking the blood test again today? We are all eagerly waiting for more results! However, given the results of the 50 tests you've taken in the last 5 days, there is no guarantee you won't leave their with even more questions than you went in with! Let's all just hope and pray it's not a sea turtle OR a chipmunk!

D.O. said...

I had to think really hard to remember you as a prego lady... but I did it.

I don't know how "D.O." will fit in the whole A and H theme, but I imagine you can do it.

I love y'all.

Hendrick Family said...

Yes Jew-G.

I went just a second ago to get the test done again. I'm eagerly awaiting the results as well!

Pauline Tice said...

This is probally the most exciting blog I have ever read. I keep logging in just to see if there is an update. We don't need to go to an amusement park, we go on enough wild rides in our own homes. God has blessed you over and over and this is just one of those times you have to smile (or cry) and trust HIM. KIDS = JOY

Karen said...

I agree! I keep checkin back to see if Heather will post the results! Love ya!

BHG & Co. said...

I am gonna go out on a limb here and predict that Heather is not pregnant... I realize I may be wrong, who cares, it is fun to be the dissenting opinion. I can't explain what is going on, but think about it which fluid you gonna trust? Blood? - always there for you, never gonna leave you.... or the other? here today gone tomorrow!

-Bill

p.s. no matter how it turns out, when we doing the surgery? I got the anesthetic right here! (I'm pointing the muscle I will use to knock Aaron out... in case you couldn't see that.)

Jennifer Bacak said...

HEATHER WANTED ME TO POST THIS UPDATE ON HER BLOG FOR EVERYONE TO KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON: OK - FROM A MEDICAL PERSPECTIVE - WEIRDNESS IS GOING ON: HEATHER'S BLOOD TESTS HAVE BEEN NEGATIVE FOR PREGNANCY X2 - 48 HOURS APART. WE SCREENFOR SOMETHING CALLED HCG IN THE BLOOD / URINE THAT IS ONLY MADE BY THE HUMAN PLACENTA (OR THE EARLY CELLS THAT ARE GOING TO BECOME A PLACENTA). THE HCG NUMBER TYPICALLY DOUBLES EXPONENTIALLY EVERY 48 TO 72 HOURS. URINE TESTS USUALLY CAN ONLY DETECT SERUM LEVELS TO AROUND 20, WHILE THE BLOOD TESTS CAN DETECT DOWN TO A LEVEL OF 4. YOUR LEVEL SHOULD BE 4 EVEN 4 DAYS BEFORE YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO START YOUR PERIOD. SO THEY SHOULD BE ABLE TO SEE THAT YOU ARE PREGNANT EVEN BEFORE YOU ARE EVEN LATE FOR YOUR PERIOD. SO, WHY WERE URINE TESTS POSITIVE AND BLOOD TESTS STILL NEGATIVE? PROBABLY THE MOST LOGICAL EXPLAINATION IS THAT HEATHER IS HAVING WHAT WE CALL A BLIGHTED OVUM - A FERTILIZED EGG THAT JUST DID NOT DEVELOP WELL ENOUGH AND PRODUCED ENOUGH HCG THAT CONCENTRATED IN THE URINE TO GIVE THE POSITIVE TESTS, AND THEN BASICALLY STOPPED. SO SHE LIKELY WILL MISCARRY. INTERESTLY, I HAVE SEEN ESTIMATES THAT 50% OF ALL FERTILIZED EGGS ARE PROBABLY PASSED THIS WAY! (A WOMAN MAY HAVE HER PERIOD JUST A DAY LATE OR SO AND NOT EVEN REALIZE SHE WAS PREGNANT). WITH HEATHER HER PREGNANCY SYMPTOMS ARE LIKELY FROM SOME OF THE HCG ALREADY PRODUCED AND FROM PROGESTERONE SPIKES THAT OCCUR LATE CYCLE AND EARLY PREGNANCY.
THE OTHER POSSIBLILITY IS THAT GOD IS MESSING WITH US ALL AND SHOWING US AGAIN THAT HE IS IN CHARGE AND NOT MEDICAL SCIENCE. THE SERUM HCG LEVELS COULD BE A FLUKE ALTHOUGH MEDICINE WOULD SAY THAT HEATHER IS LIKELY HAVING A MISCARRIAGE. EITHER WAY - PRAY FOR HER LIKE CRAZY ESPECIALLY DURING THIS ROLLERCOASTER OF EMOTIONS.
RUSTY B

Hendrick Family said...

To The Amazing Doctor Bacak's response:

I would like to first say...after reading The Amazing Doctor Bacak's amazing explanation of what is whacked out inside of my body...that if you have insurance that will allow you to see this man as your doctor...or your children's doctor...or your neighbor's doctor...You may have serious medical problems if you are not making plans right now to call your former doctor and get your medical charts sent over to the Amazing Doctor Bacak's office tomorrow morning. I'm just trying to warn you. That's all. Something may be wrong with you if you just read that response, knowing the man is ON VACATION this week and it did not immediately make you want his phone number. For real yo. 776-5191. Your doctor's nurse can talk to Stacy.

Second...

I want you all to know that besides being a little irritated that this is the drama that will not end...I really am fine with this. Really. God is so good. He is so involved in every detail of our lives.

With out The Amazing Doctor Bacak (and his lovely wife) in my life, I would have taken three positive pregnancy tests...and not gotten in to see my Scott and White doctor for 900 years...so I would have fully believed that I was 100% pregnant. Thankfully, he got the blood work ordered right in the middle of my first meltdown, while holding a positive pee test. With out it, I would have completely wrapped my mind around the fact that I was indeed pregnant. I can honestly say that after the first blood test showed up negative, there has always been a shred of doubt in my mind. I'm so thankful for the Lord and Rusty for this. I read online tonight (something I never do because online medical stuff freaks me out and makes me think I have cancer) that many women can go a very long time with a blighted ovum, fully convinced they are pregnant...and then have to deal with anguish of finding out much, much later in their pregnancy that they are not. God has completely protected me from that. He only gives us what we can take...and God knows I could not take that.

If, like Rusty said...God is "schooling" me...that's fine too. I learn a lot from these tests in my life. They come OFTEN. Trials are one way I know God loves me. He uses them to make me more like Him. I look forward to learning from this.

Unfortunately, with me, nothing is normal. Try as I may, I simply fail normality. Of course this includes my pregnancies. Anson wasn't breathing when he was born...Hayden was readmitted to the hospital moments after coming home...and Ashton was born HAND FIRST. Every single one of these children are odd...so if I do end up pregnant for real, this "sort of pregnant scenario" would almost be normal in this home.

Thank you all for praying for us and loving us. It has been nice to hear all the wonderful things you have all said...but God knows I did not need this whacky thing to happen to learn that we have a wonderful family...and friends who feel just like family. You've already proven that to us, over and over again.

Brandon said...

Wow. I know I would certainly be stoked to have another Ansen/Hayden/Ashton/Danny running around. You guys are great... I will be praying.

love,
Brandon

Melissa said...

I found your blog while searching for something recently, and I've been following the whole pregnancy drama. It sounds like the same thing that happened to me a couple of years ago, except that I was about a month into the "pregnancy" before I found out what was going on. If you aren't pregnant, I thank God that you found out early. If you are, congratulations!

Your cousin,
Melissa

Aaron said...

Dad to be ... or not to be
That is the question.

Heather said that some of you have been asking what I thought of this whole thing ...

Well I'm fine either way.

I think Heather is the best mom in the whole world so if there is one more Hendrick on the way, then that's one more kid with the best mom in the whole world.
Sure, it will be tight around here and I'll probably have to go work at Laynes so that we can have electricity, but that's okay.

On the other hand, if we're having another baby, then that's fine too. We've got a pretty good crew over here already

I'm not sure what God is trying to teach us through this whole thing, but thank you all for your prayers and friendship.

The only problem I have is that I'm not sure how I feel about this ongoing public conversation and the offers for assistance regarding my impending "procedure".
That's just a little too weird. Even for my weird friends.

Aaron

The Garratts said...

I did some interviews at Layne's this morning, should I schedule one for you.

I am sure you are a shoe in, maybe a little over qualified, but what are friends for? We are here to help.

Ash

Hendrick Family said...

Sea Turtle Update:

I decided I should probably call my OB just to let him know what was going on with me...and because if anything unusual has to be done, medically speaking, that's the only way my insurance will cover it. This was NOT because I want or need a second opinion. Hopefully I've made it very clear that Dr. Bacak rocks.

So, I called Doctor Davis' nurse. She made a bigger deal about this whole thing than I was expecting. She talked to Doctor Rayburn (wise great doctor, and Davis is on vacation with his sweet family) and he asked me to come in immediately for more blood work. I look like a junkie by now. I got done at 12:30...asked the lady taking my blood how long it takes to get this stuff done...and she said, "Dr. Rayburn put a two hour rush on this." You'll hear back for sure in just a little bit.

So...that's the events of my uterus today. Danny had his surgery this morning (doing well) and I've GOT TO CLEAN MY HOUSE UP BEFORE tonight...and teach my oldest son something about the Aztecs. I PROMISE I will keep you posted via this wonderful thing called "the blog." Thank God for these!!!

Grandma said...

Of course I'm always fascinated by the Hendrick blog, seeing as I'm fascinated by the Hendricks. But it's also interesting to see the responses. And "Leggings" is still holding on to the #1 spot, with 32 comments. It's certain to fall, though, as the seaturtle adventure continues.

Years ago, Heather, you had some medical stuff done, and you were able to see the eggs in your ovaries. I remember you telling me that it made you cry. You were in love with these kids long before they were kids. And every one is precious. God is gracious enough that we do not meet every one of those eggs in diapers.

It's all in His hands. And you should be glad, cause if He left it up to me, you guys would have 10 kids. So far.

Praying for you always.