We are BEYOND thrilled and feel so blessed that come April we'll have a sweet little baby. The official due date is April 9th. I have days where I feel like April is so far away and I just want to hold our precious little babes, but days where I feel like 6 more months to prepare is not nearly enough time. Haha. I'm sure we'll survive though. I've been feeling pretty good...just tired and on and off nausea, but other than that, GOOD.
Here's a little bit of the back story...Geoff and I had been trying to no luck, but during this time I wasn't having a period, which was weird. So in February I went to the Dr. and was quickly diagnosed with polycystic ovary syndrome which in lamen terms means I couldn't ovulate. Talk about a disappointment...however I didn't want it to get me down and my awesome Doctor...Dr. Peters informed me that it's better that we know now so we can take the necessary steps to make sure I can start ovulating. So we took a few months to think it through and most importantly to pray about it. We knew that when we were 'ready' the process would be filled with blood tests and appointments and medication.
So long story short I had to take a medication that pretty much told my brain to 'ovulate'. The first round wasn't successful, she'd like to see me at a level 3 and I was at a 0.4. DEFLATED! I just kept my faith and just asked the Lord for progress...at this point I wasn't even thinking about getting pregnant, I just wanted to know that my body could do what it was made to do. And guess what...round 2 worked! She told me I was at a 2.4 and said it was 'likely' I ovulated, but she wouldn't know for sure. I was just so relieved that my body was making strides in the right direction. So at the first possible chance of my 'missed period' I took a pregnancy test and it was negative. Ugh! However, I knew that in a few days I was suppose to start the regiment all over again and start taking my third round of medication. I had this feeling that told me to NOT take 3rd round. So I waited a few days and on Monday, July 30th I took another pregnancy test and sure enough I was pregnant! Yippie!!
I had imaged for so long how I'd react when I saw that positive line I thought I'd be through the roof, running and screaming through the house. But I literally stared at it...and then my hands started shaking and sweating! Instead of waking up Geoff immediately...I decided to wait until he naturally woke up, talk about torture! I kept asking him if he was awake and if I told him something would he remember it. With his eyes closed, he said...Yes. So I said, 'We're having a baby, I'm pregnant!' He's eyes flashed open and he said, 'I knew it!' Haha! Of course he did. I had been telling him for a few weeks that I could smell mold. Everything smelled moldy. I'd walk the dog and someone would be watering their lawn and it would smell moldy. Trash, peanuts, bread, chap stick...everything smelt moldy. And when I smelt it, it would make my stomach turn. DING, DING, DING!
Of course I called my Dr. right away and they told me to wait until I was at least 6 weeks, so I went to the first appointment on August 13th and saw that fluttering little heart beat. Two weeks later I went in again and everything looked good and this time Geoff went and we got to see the little baby and hear the heartbeat. Amazing! It's not letting me upload our 6 week ultrasound, but here's the 8 week!
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| 8 weeks |
So last Monday, September 24th we went for our 12 week appointment. Everything looked good and the baby had grown so much. We could see little legs and arms and a well formed body and head...it was unreal! In this ultrasound picture you can see his/her head on the left side, a little hand at his/her mouth and little legs on the right hand side.
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| 12 weeks |
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