My friends, we have some exciting news to share with you! Our miracle baby, our BABY BOY is expected to join this world in May 2017. I still get butterflies every time I think about it, say it and now typing it. I apologize I have been so MIA, but let me catch you up on the last few months.....
Sick. All day nausea. And vomiting (sorry, I know that is disgusting, but I'm just keeping it real) I am now 13 weeks and that "light switch" that everyone told me about at 12 weeks really is (sort of) real! I have had the crud on top of pregnancy related illnesses and so it has still been sort of rough the last 2 weeks. Let me tell you, having the crud and not being able to take anything for symptom management is the pits! I hold onto coughs forrrreevvvvver as it is, and now, I'm not sure this cough is EVER going to go away! I know my dear husband sure is ready for it to though :) Since being pregnant, I can only think of one time we have gone to a restaurant, a week ago Friday, and I threw up there. Before my meal even got to the table! I haven't cooked nor have I allowed cooking in the house for months now. My husband, he's a trooper, that one!
I don't want to make it sound like the first few months have been awful. I mean, they haven't been a walk in the park, but I also know it could have been a lot worse. This next little bit of info is for my girls going through the IVF process and a little warning to you so you don't have the same terrified feeling that I did. With IVF, you can spot.... A LOT. AND FOR A LONG TIME. The day I went back to work after my transfer, I woke up to spotting. YOU MUST BE KIDDING ME!!!!!!!!!!! I thought to myself. My mind instantly started flooding itself with all kinds of thoughts... "why is this happening, especially the day I am supposed to go back to work" "can we not just catch a break" "remain calm, maybe it's implantation bleeding" and there was more too. But you get the gist. I called my nurse and I emailed her. I needed to talk to someone ASAP. She emailed me back with reassurance that I was right on time with the spotting and where we were in the process. You see, I didn't know that on the day of my transfer because my usual nurse, Lori wasn't working that day. Nobody told me this stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still talked to her probably 3 more times that day between email and phone calls just to make sure that she really thought everything was okay. That evening, Dr. Y emailed me and told me I could take a pregnancy test (this was 2 days before I was to go in for my hcg bloodwork for confirmation) and so I did. AND IT WAS POSITIVE!!!
We have been lucky to get to see our little guy fairly often. I have had a lot of ultrasounds and we even got to hear the sweetest little heart beat with the doppler. This is one of the latest pictures we have
I am keeping myself very sane with this pregnancy through lots of praying.
And limiting what I read and from what sources. I read the information in the emails that I receive weekly that tracks his growth, but I stay off of all of those boards that have people discussing their problems with each other. I found those to be highly anxiety provoking in the past and not truly medical in the knowledge, so for me, I stay away from them. I do have two books that I turn to weekly for updates and then if I need some reassurance or if I have a question about anything. They are pictured below
Praying Through Your Pregnancy and Mayo Clinic Guide to a Healthy Pregnancy. My life lines. And there is my trusted little buddy there with me. Maybelline has been wonderful through all of this. From the day I came home from my transfer, she has stopped jumping on me. She doesn't pull me when I'm walking her and she will lay her head on my stomach when we are resting together. She has been so protective of me. It's so cute to see her little momma instincts come out
I feel like Kip deserves a huge shout out because he has been my rock. I couldn't have done this without him. He comforts me, he keeps me sane, he cleans, he does anything I need him to, he has been a perfect gentleman and he thanks me daily for carrying our baby and he tells me I'm handling it like a champ- even though I don't feel like I am. He has heard the most disgusting noises come out of me (I am the worst vomiter EVER) and he has truly seen me at my worst and he still loves me. He has been a saint and I love him so much. Thank you, my sweet sweet Kipper for being you and for being awesome
I'm not sure how much I will continue to update. I wish I had a better answer than that, but right now, I don't. Girls, if you are reading this and you are going through your own infertility battle, don't give up. PRAY. And give it to God. Don't just say you are, you have to actually do it. I prayed daily for His plan, His timing and understanding of His plan and timing. You can do this. And in the mean time, enjoy your husband. Don't let this journey come between you, because it can and it will. Be strong together and be weak together, just be together. You will get through it!
