Best Laid Plans

It's happened again. I made a plan, I thought it was a good one. It was an important one, a well thought out one. I thought I was sticking to it, with only a minor tweaking, when Heavenly Father apparently already had something else in mind. Can't He tell me these things BEFOREhand. It makes me think of one of my favorite lines on "The Wedding Singer" the day after he gets left at the altar and his fiance comes to see him and tells him a couple of reasons why she stood him up and he replies, "Information that would have been helpful to know YESTERDAY!"
Anyway here was the plan: Eric and I made a decision to have another baby, I put it off for about a year and then decided it was time, BUT, not until I went to Disneyland. We took the kids last year and they had a blast, a lot more fun than I thought they would considering thier young ages, really they loved every minute and have talked about going again the second we got home and throughout the year. So I thought let's go again now that they are older they'll enjoy it even more and I'll get to enjoy it without being sick and pregnant.
My sister called me in April and told me she was pregnant. To which my loving husband replied, "How come everyone gets pregnant except my wife." Irrrrrrr. That did not make me happy, but still I didn't budge, I thought, we're waiting. Then Eric and I talked about it again. My birth control pills were running out and we decided not to get a refill BECAUSE it took me about 5 months to get pregnant with Bianca and 8 months to get pregnant with Wyatt so I figured I was safe and I would give my body time to adjust from being off the birth control. Yeah...... so remember that post about how I wasn't sleeping and how I was having a hard time adjusting. I was pregnant. If I'm remembering correctly I think I must have gotten pregnant a couple of days after going off the birth control. I did go off of it a week early but still I thought I was safe.
So, we are leaving for CA to go to Disneyland this Sunday, and I am wanting to vomit every ten minutes. Lovely. By the way when I took the test and found out I was pregnant, I picked Wyatt up and swung him around, I was so happy. Then the familiar nausea set in, let's just say I'm glad this will be my last child. This time around I did get some zofran from the Dr. It's an anti-nausea medication. Mostly for the trip. Traveling with two small children is stressful enough without feeling crappy too. So wish me luck! I'm excited, worried, tired, and happy all at the same time. I'm not planning on planning anything else important again any time soon! Humph!