Yup, this will be pregnancy #9 (lost 2), my 7th cesearean, and the 7th one to tear apart our house someday. Lets just say that despite our best efforts to avoid pregnancy, I didn't account for my breast milk supplements running out for the reason I had dry signs. I thought I was clearly in phase 3. NOPE, it was peak day.
Oh well, we've had plenty of time to process our worries, fears, concerns, excitement, and the fact I was only 5 1/2 months post partum when it happened. Our youngest will be 14 months old when the baby is born. But it turns out the kids had been praying for another. So sweet.
This is our recent ultrasound and all is well with baby and mama.
What do I make of this? God has a plan.
Do I like his plan? Not all the time, but I trust it.
Do I like being pregnant? Usually.
Do I like trying to avoid using NFP? Nope. Most don't.
What do I think about having 7 kids? We live in a zoo, what's one more monkey?
Will I consider other means of contraception after this baby is born? No way, Jose.
Why not? Because God has taught us through the Church, that it is sinful, selfish, against our marriage vows... and because it is poisonous for your body and your marriage.