Tuesday, August 20, 2013

oh Baby!

We have a little love on the way!!!

Yes we do! And I am SO excited to FINALLY be able to tell everyone! And it has been pointed out by our loving family and friends the more we talk about it that they don't know the drama and the blessing and the miracle of this baby. Since they keep getting surprised, so I figured why not share it here. I finally (finally, finally, FINALLY) found the power cord for the laptop after misplacing it after an organization spree.
So here's the story of our little love [[so far]]...
My good friend Katie texted me a few Saturdays ago (about 8ish) asking me if I was preggers. At this point, it had been about 2 months since her son was born and so about a month and a half since we had seen her (I think that timing is correct). I looked at the text and laughed at it and wrote her back saying "Nope". And then I got to thinking... well, I haven't been able to button my jeans all week and I've been a little teeny tiny bit more emotional than normal. (Ask A - I swear, I was only a little teeny tiny bit more crazy...just the teensiest bit, it was hardly even noticeable...yup.).   We had one test in the house so I took it with the expectation of it saying NEGATIVE, Nope, NADA, You are NOT preggers. That was not the result I got. So I stared and cried and immediately set out on a mission on a fun way to tell A. I settled on balloons and onesies - I filled our living room with pink and blue balloons (and by filled, I mean I stuffed as many balloons as my little car could fit in it and settled on that) and I tied some onesies to our fan with ribbon. Then I waited...and waited....and waited and then FINALLY my hubby came home. He was very excited. We celebrated and immediately had to go tell our family. That was fun. Then the drama starts....
We had my confirmatory doctor appointment where I take another pregnancy test and they say Yes! You're Pregnant! as if you had no idea. hahaha. Although, the doctor I initially saw was not actually excited and informed me that I shouldn't be asking about an epidural because we don't know if I'll make it that far. Ok, so she had seen my history, but still - that's not very nice to say to a pregnant woman. Cross her off my approved doctor list.  And then they drew my blood and called me a couple days later, to tell me that my progesterone was low and that generally leads to a miscarriage. I started medicine that day. Then I went back in a week or so later on July 5 due to an issue that occurred on July 4th in which the on-call doctor told me over the phone that I was most likely in the early stages of a miscarriage. The appointment the next day was encouraging, they told me everything looked fine - until they called me the following work day to tell me that my hormone levels had dropped  by 100,000 points and that I was in the early stages of a miscarriage and that I needed to come in for an early ultrasound at 7wks so they could see if the baby had a heart beat.
The doctor that I like (who I hadn't seen for a year) was finally available, so I made the appointment with her. The U/S tech asked why we were having an early u/s so we told her and she informed us, again, that dropping levels like that means a miscarriage. So I layed down on the table and grabbed A's hand and closed my eyes (because I was too scared to look at the screen). But curiosity killed the cat, so when she put the gel on my tummy, I opened my eyes and there was the baby and there was the heartbeat...and I cried...all day long...very happy, joyful tears. When we got in to see my doctor (the doctor I like), she said everything looks perfect and the baby looks healthy. We then explained to her everything that we had been told the weeks the 2.5 weeks leading up to this point and she informed us that the lab results must have been input incorrectly but that my levels were just fine, increasing as they should be and that there should not have been any doubts otherwise. I then asked her to not tell me I was probably having a M/C unless I was ACTUALLY having a m/c. She assured me she would not have to tell me that.

And here we are now at 13 weeks and baby is healthy and wonderful and being prayed over constantly and consistently and we are just so thrilled and blessed to have this little one and we can't wait to meet him or her!  

And, since I've got this questions about a dozen times today, I'm doing great. I'm starting to get over being sick ALL the time and was actually able to COOK today without getting sick. It was the highlight of my day. I'm starting to feel movements - not often, but they are definitely there and I just grew out of the last pair of jeans that closed. I live in yoga pants and I totally understand why mommy-to-bes and moms wear them all the time. And we are both just so excited for this new chapter in our life together - we are so excited for this new life! This baby has already blessed us so much, even though it was an emotional roller coaster of a beginning, it has been worth every single moment. And I will gladly be sick if it means the baby is okay. It may not seem like I'm happy about it at the time, but really and truly and from the bottom of my heart, I am. I am so happy to be sick if it means our little love is healthy. <3