God writes our story.
I am still learning to surrender the pen.


Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Be Careful What You Wish For...

Just yesterday I had three different conversations with people explaining my concerns that I have not had 'real' morning sickness yet. I think once you try so hard for a baby and have had miscarriages yourself, you start to panic when anything isn't 'textbook'. I knew it might still be early, but I didn't care. I was really, really nervous that I had only felt nauseous a couple of times, and had never vomited.
I've been telling God He could make this the worst pregnancy ever, and I'd still be happy. If anything, if I'd wake up and puke my guts out I would feel 'normal' and reassured that I am in fact, pregnant!

But nothing.

Until this morning.
I must have jinxed myself talking about it yesterday, because I woke up very nauseous this morning... I told my husband, "I may throw up!" with way too much excitement in my voice. But soon it was time to leave for work and I still hadn't had 'real' morning sickness.

Nothing.

Until about 5 minutes from work.
I swerved into the QT nearby and briskly went to the bathroom. All I had to do was see the toilet and I finally had 'real morning sickness'! I cleaned myself up and just before I could complain or celebrate, I had 'real morning sickness' again. And again. And again.

I was 15 minutes late for work, but she knew why as soon as she saw my face. Haha. She sent me home after an hour.

My mom told me to 'be careful what you wish for' and we both laughed. But really, even though throwing up sucks it was my wish. Strange how your perspective can change due to past experiences. If I wake up and throw up every day for the next 6 weeks... well that's alright with me.

I'm just asking for healthy babies.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Fear

I got frustrated continually driving over to St. Louis to have my blood drawn for HcG levels.
Now I wake up seriously bummed and concerned that I don't get to know my levels for the day.

I wanted nothing more than to get pregnant and be treated as a 'normal' pregnant woman.
Yet now I would love to demand an even earlier ultrasound.

I talk to my tummy, and my husband gives it kisses before leaving for work.
But fear strikes me often.

My mind rages with all the things that could go wrong, or things that could be wrong already. I'm thrilled beyond belief... yet I don't think I'm really feeling it all just yet. I'm terrified to celebrate. I'm beyond concerned to buy gifts. I've argued with myself on when to start decorating the nursery.


Isaiah 41:10

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.



So what do you do when you're early pregnant again and fear another miscarriage? You pray. You hope. You dream. You hold on tight that the Lord loves you and will protect you. 


Does it take away all the fear?

Absolutely not.

But it does get me to tomorrow. 

Please be in prayer for our first ultrasound this Thursday. There is so much this appointment can hold. 

Are there heartbeats?

Are the heartbeats in the right spot?
Are there two heartbeats? If not, we have lost another child.
Are the heartbeats strong and healthy?

I'm sure many of these worries are worries ANY mother may have for her first ultrasound, but I can't help but think of my last ultrasound to find a heartbeat. One beautiful heartbeat was found, but not in the uterus, and soon I had to make a decision to have that heartbeat stop. It was the most painful and traumatizing decision I have ever had to make. I would rather die than do that again. 

It tears me apart to be so excited and fearful for something to come. 

I can't wait for the first ultrasound! My husband has the day off, and he's going to hold my hand as we find out the two embryos have embedded and we are having twins! We'll see the little heartbeats and I'll breathe a sigh of relief. I'll go out and buy two cribs and begin the nursery decorating. Our dreams have come true.

Or... I shudder to think of the nightmare that Thursday can be. It could possibly be reliving December 7th, 2010 all over again. Heartbreaking news. Emergency surgery. A lost life and a lost hope.

My mind and heart and hope is torn in two. I'm doing my best to trust God again, but could definitely use some prayer from all of my praying friends. Thank you so much.








Sunday, September 2, 2012

The Odd Life

I plan to beg my husband to take me to this movie soon, but I've already teared up at the trailer.
I love it. It looks so beautiful.
Minus the burying of the box, Walter and I have talked often about what our future child my be like, may look like... It gave us hope to keep fighting.
Now that we have a little miracle growing inside my womb, it may be nice to document our 'dreaming' that kept us fighting... and before we watch the movie. Funny thing is, one thing on our list was already on theirs too!

Honest to a fault
Kind
Brown, curly hair like Momma's
Big brown eyes and full lips like Daddy
Not necessarily the 'best student' but just an all-around 'good person'
Has manners
Addresses people as 'sir' and 'mam'
Makes messes!
Has a really loud laugh that is contagious
Has their own style
Accepts others for who they are
Will try anything once
A bit of a daredevil
Likes art and basketball
Goes on plenty of adventures
A 'dog person'
Sings along to worship songs
A reader
Stands up for 'the underdog'
Enjoys Family Game Night
Appreciates working for something
Doesn't whine

No, we don't want them to be perfect. We want them to get in trouble following their heart- maybe even throw a punch and be grounded. We want them to make a mess, make mistakes, and make them again...
But most of all we want them to love life. Because he, she, or they will be our miracle.

*Update: We watched the movie and I bawled like a baby the entire time. The middle wasn't terrible, but the beginning and end I was trying not to make that heaving sound while wiping away tears. Oh my goodness, it was beautiful and showed the lives of an infertile couple very well... but it was a tearjerker (especially for a couple who has experienced years of infertility)!

*SPOILER: I'm glad our list is a bit longer!!!



Thursday, August 30, 2012

Bump Update: 5 Weeks

08/24-08/30

How far along?  5 weeks

Size of baby: The size of an appleseed. Growing fast!

Total weight gain/measurements: I've already gained 3lbs since egg retrieval *blushes THAT'S embarrassing... haha

Maternity clothes: No, but I can't wait! They seem sooooo comfy!

Stretch marks: I have a couple on my tummy due to all the bloating, and raised injection sites (what a pretty mental picture!) from IVF, hoping that will be the last of them for awhile...

Sleep: Not as tired as last week, but I've started a new job and I notice I get fatigued easier. 

Best moment this week: TWO more GREAT blood work results!
27dpLMP     146
29dpLMP     349
32dpLMP     2,113

Miss anything? I would give up ANYthing for this and not miss it. 

Movement: More cramping. It's made me a nervous wreck all week!

Food cravings: Hate to be cliche, but pickles and ice cream! LOL

Anything making you queasy or sick? Nope

Gender: Unknown

Labour signs: I've got a long way to go! :)

Symptoms: FATIGUE, sore breasts, achy lower back, cramping, feelings of nausea. 

Belly button in or out? In

Wedding rings on or off? On

Happy or moody most of the time: I've gotten a little teary this week, but I really think it's due to the stress the cramping has caused. :(

Weekly Wisdom: Ya can't please everyone when announcing your pregnancy. All you can do is be as sensitive, caring, and careful as possible. In the end, lean on your supporters. 

What stereotype I Embody: Pickles and Ice Cream! Every. Night.

What I bought this week: Only bought a single onesie, but it's one with definite sentimental feelings (see if you know why!)... and I've been seriously 'window-shopping' Target! :)

What I checked off my to-do list: Cleaned up the nursery quite a bit. No more storage room!!!

Looking forward to: Our first ultrasound next week! 

Week Five: Appleseeds




Wednesday, August 29, 2012

One Bad Apple

(My babies are the size of appleseeds this week and I thought I'd run with a theme! lol)
Funny how one bad apple can ruin your thinking. I got a comment from a past 'friend' on my blog late last night and it was rude and hurtful. 


I must admit it gave me pause to really think about my decisions. Had I done the right thing? Even though she was hateful about it, did other people feel this way? What if I had caused other people pain?