I was going to wait until I was further along to let the cat out of the bag, but I'm pregnant! I have a very special story that I would like to share because God has provided my family with a miracle today and I simply can't wait another x-amount of weeks to share! So, without further ado, here goes nothing...
I found out about 3 weeks ago that baby #2 is on it's way. I have been throwing up every day and feeling extremely nauseous, tired, and awful for most of the time. Because I always heard that sickness meant strong HCG levels, I rejoiced in that and it gave me a strong sense of security. Well, this morning at about 8 o'clock, my world came crashing down when I woke up to light spotting. I saw the minuscule amount of blood and freaked out. I called the doctor and they were able to get me in immediately. On the way to the hospital, I kept telling John, "I do NOT want to go down the miscarriage road again. I CANNOT do this." He reminded me that it was in God's hands and that we needed to rejoice regardless of the situations we encounter. That was hard for me to put into practice as we waited to see the doctor.
First things first, the doctor did a pelvic exam and felt around. He said that my uterus was obviously growing and that everything seemed to look and feel perfect. That was encouraging. Then he told me he wanted to do an ultrasound but he needed a few minutes because the machine was being used. As we sat in the waiting room, many thoughts were running through my head, but God's peace truly reigned over me. I told God that it was HIS problem and I that I trusted Him to do what was best for my family.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, the doctor called me in for the ultrasound. He first got a view of things and I didn't see much going on in there. I was freaking out (internally, anyways). Only seconds later my eyes feasted on the most beautiful thing ever... My precious baby's heartbeat!!! The doctor looked at me and said, "Your baby is measuring right on track, it has a strong heartbeat, and things look great!" Tears of joy filled my eyes because I felt like a true miracle had been performed by God. Life is so fragile and my baby is so seemingly delicate, but knowing that God's got it figured out gives me great hope that things will be okay.
We have another appointment next Friday and until then I'm on restricted activities and am supposed to take it easy. I am NOT good at resting but he suggested that I do just that. We're about 7 weeks along so far, giving an estimated due date of June 4Th. He said that we can be "cautiously optimistic" and that we'll monitor things very closely over the next several weeks.
The doctor printed out a picture of the peanut today and Brooke grabbed it. We told her it was her brother or her sister and she kissed it. Lol! She held onto the whole way home and said, "Show Naynay (Nathan) brother/sister." Ha! One day when Brooke is picking on her younger sibling we'll be able to remind her that she loved him or her at very first glance so she should shape up and be nice:-)
So, yes, it's been a very long, emotional day. It's hard not to freak out over every little pain or discomfort I feel because I'm still nervous, but I know that paranoia is only going to make things worse! I would appreciate prayers right now that God would send comfort my way, that only He can give.