Rosenbohm Party of 5

I am not one of those bloggers who posts week by week updates about my pregnancy.  However, I realized I haven’t blogged about being pregnant at all. So I thought I would briefly share how things have been going.

First of all this pregnancy was not planned.  In fact my husband and I had gone back and forth about the whole do we have a  third baby question for years. I kind of always pictured myself with 3 babes but my husband was good and ready to make the appointment to get sniped after our son was born. However this past Christmas Matt decided he was willing to give it a go. As I opened up my stocking Christmas morning it was filled with baby items and him smiling at me telling me he had prayed about it and was on board. You think I would have reacted with happy tears but I kind of did the opposite and FREAKED OUT! I then became the one who wasn’t sure definitely not the reaction my husband was hoping to get. It all seemed a bit overwhelming to me but we went a head and “tried” for about 2 months. No positive pregnancy test. Then in January we welcomed  my  sweet 1 year old nephew Harley in our home and we weren’t sure if this was going to be a permanent or temporary situation. This lead Matt and I to both look at each other one day and agree that we were done and felt like the door was closed.

Fast forward two months later I was helping throw my best friends baby shower and realized hmm… I am a few days late. I thought it a bit weird, but had thought maybe my cycle was off because I had been working out really hard. The next day I thought I’ll take a test just to make sure (I had an extra one under my bathroom sink from the previous months.) Not expecting it to be positive, sure enough those two lines showed up pretty quickly. I was still in disbelief so I ran to the store to get a digital one just to make sure. 

When I told Matt that morning it was my turn to not get the response I was hoping for. We both were completely shocked and caught off guard and quite frankly a bit scared and wondering how the heck this even happened (you know minus the whole birds and the bees part.)  The funny thing is I had always said ok if we have one more I want to have it before I turn 34 (the baby is due the month before my 34th birthday). I wanted it to be a surprise (check)  and Matt wanted another boy because he just couldn’t imagine  he could have such a strong bond with another little girl. Riley is the apple of his eye (were having a boy). I know that God is in all of this, He literally answered my prayers and desires I had had for the past 3 years, just not in the way I thought but you know that is how it typically goes.

Before we told anyone 8 weeks
I am currently 20 weeks and let me tell you I am large and in charge which really shouldn’t be a huge surprise to me since I literally gain 10lbs and start showing as soon as I pee on the stick, no joke. The first trimester I was pretty sick. I would actually only throw up around 3 or 4 times a week but I gagged ALL the time. I am sure it was quite sexy:) The things that made me sick were not eating every few hours, the smell of my dogs food, and loading and emptying out the dishwasher (weird I know). I am down to throwing up maybe once a week now and thank GOD that all day nausea is gone because honestly that is the worst. It’s like constantly being car/sea sick. 

It’s a BOY
For anyone who knows me they know I love chocolate, but I don’t have any cravings for chocolate since becoming pregnant. Matt literally said “I seriously don’t even know who you are right now.” Instead of sweet  I’ve been craving sour things give me all the tangerines, banana peppers, lemons, limes, and sour candy and I will be one happy girl. Oh and coke. I crave Coke a cola when I am pregnant with lime or lemon.
I’ve been trying to embrace this season knowing it will be the last time I ever have a baby growing inside of me. The last time I’ll breastfeed. The last time I’ll swaddle my little one. It’s an end to a chapter in life that I’ll never get back and it makes me sad and makes me feel super old. However I am also excited to move on with our soon to be little family of five. I know there are tons of amazing adventures out there for this Rosenbohm crew to have and I can’t wait!

xoxo Fawn


  1. July 22, 2016 / 12:01 am

    Thanks for charging your story! I can't wait to meet your little one!

    • July 23, 2016 / 7:20 pm

      Thank you so much for stopping by and reading. I can't wait to post tons of pics of him:) xo

  2. July 23, 2016 / 6:38 pm

    Wow, this made me cry!!! You wrote everything with such grace and I love following your pregnancy via instagram and I can't wait to see that precious face when he's born💛

    • July 23, 2016 / 7:20 pm

      Taylor. Thank you so much for reading and commenting. That means so much. Also I love your blog and almost had the same layout (great minds think a like.)

  3. August 3, 2016 / 11:33 am

    You are adorable? What is the age gap in your babes? We are debating a third and I'm polling age gaps to see if we're in a good cushion.

    • August 3, 2016 / 12:51 pm

      Thank you so much! My daughter and son are 2 years 4 months a part which for me was and is perfect! However this little babe on the way is going to have a wide age gap he'll be 7 years from my daughter and 4 years 8 months from my son. Although there are a lot of benefits to such a gap. Good luck on making your decision❤️

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