Who am I, O Lord, and what is my house, that you have brought me thus far?

We have been trying to add to our family since the end of November 2008, but mostly because of nursing, we have been waiting. When I started nursing, I didn't feel strongly about it one way or the other, but once I got past the first 3 weeks and was able to do more research and actually enjoy it, I became more and more passionate about it. I know I was so blessed to be able to nurse Ambree most of her first year and even though it may have been part of what slowed us down in conceiving, I wouldn't give that up for anything.
But now! Eleven months later, all of our hard work (wink, wink) payed off! We are expecting another little Reilly! I just found out tonite. (I am retro-posting; I don't know that I would give this quick of an update on a pregnancy otherwise).
It's funny because with Ambree I was quite certain that I was pregnant before I even took the test. I had tested earlier in the week and received a negative result, so Sean told me to wait until the next month to waste any more money of pregnancy tests. But I just knew it, so I waited a few days, and then woke one morning with nausea. I knew it! Because I had already gone to the bathroom, I wanted to wait as long as I could before taking another test. I only had to work a half day that day, so at some point in the morning, I began "holding it." After work, I went to the grocery store to buy "baby" back ribs and "baby" carrots and broccoli, and came home to clean up the house and google how to cook baby-back ribs. At this point I still didn't even know for sure if I was pregnant with Ambree, but I was ready for my announcement either way! And then I took the test- pregnant!
Sean came home and smelling the ribs cooking, asked 'Is there a bun in the oven?' I don't know why that particular phrase came to mind, but I had to avert eye-contact as I said, um, no, can you help me set the table? We ate dinner and I'm sure Sean just thought I was ready to start trying again after our previous negative test results. Then for dessert, I pulled out ice cream I had already scooped with a pickle spear added for effect. Sean asked, "what are you expecting?"
It was hilarious and fun, and we took pictures with the pregnancy test and our dog.
That was our first pregnancy.
This time, I took the test and got a faint positive line, and continued to get ready for choir practice even though Sean was home. I had a lot to do before I left that night and I was running around the house getting everything ready for Ambree's night time routine. Practically on the way out the door, I turned to Sean, who I seem to remember was sitting on the dining room floor for some reason, and said, "oh, I think I might be pregnant. can you come look at the test with me?" It was very nonchalant. We were super excited after trying for so long, and as much as I wanted this pregnancy as much as the first one, we were both more calm. I guess this is why second children get complexes. I left soon after that for choir practice. No pictures this time.
But what an experience God created for us. What could have torn us apart, and often threatened to, grew us closer together. When I became angry at God for my waiting, He provide much grace and faith. I was so aware of God's working in my life during those 11 months, particularly the last 5 months. I wouldn't forsake that trial for what it gained me in Christ. So I ask, who am I, O Lord, and what is my house, that you have brought me thus far?