Oh my, oh my! I forgot how much fun it was to experience the first trimester of a healthy pregnancy. Well... actually, for me, it's not so much fun at all.
So here it is:
June- find out we are expecting-- over the moon for approximately 1 week.
Get sick.
Get tired.
Get more sick....and even more tired.
Chase Logan.
Throw up.
Sleep.
Throw up.
Chase Logan.
Disregard any and all normal 'duties' with the exception of keeping Logan alive.
Sick.. tired... sick... tired... SOOOO tired!
July-- Same
August-- getting better. Less sick. A little less tired. More energy. Cleaning my house again. Occasionally sick, not all day- not every day.
Do some fun things with Logan. Go for walks, go to the pool, play outside, build towers, dig in the rocks, shoot basketball hoops... play, play, play.
Oh... this is what summer is supposed to be like. Awesome!
Get ready to go back to work.
Praise the Lord for blessing us with a healthy toddler and a healthy pregnancy.
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Third time is a charm??
Well as ironic as it sounds.... maybe three is our lucky number this time?
We are expecting--- again! :)
How very wonderful... how very scary!
So this is our third pregnancy. My pregnancy with Logan was great. Everything went smoothly. I was healthy. I enjoyed the pregnancy (minus the first twelve weeks) and the labor and delivery were mountaintop experiences. Then the Lord blessed us with our second baby. Unfortunately, He decided this baby was a blessing He wouldn't let us keep for long. After losing baby number 2 to a miscarriage at 9 weeks we were devastated. So that brings us to sweet baby number three. Oh what a sweet baby already growing and developing and changing inside my body. Oh what a sweet blessing to be able to parent another child. So lucky number three!
Here's the catch though. We are already 7 weeks pregnant now...and we just found out. God has a sense of humor you know. When we suspected that we might be pregnant I waited until 5 weeks to test (just like number one and two). I took the test fully expecting to see a big plus sign. No such luck. Negative.... weird. I was so sure that I was pregnant. Oh well... we'll try next month... my body is still recovering... we are getting balanced out... etc, etc, etc. But my period still didn't come. So why not try again at 6 weeks...maybe I am now? Nope...still negative. Now it's not only heartbreaking, but also frustrating. If we are not pregnant, then it'd be nice to have a period so we can start moving forward. Wait a week.... nothing. So lucky number three-- week 7, fully expecting a negative test but testing to make sure-- positive?!? What... really? Wait, maybe I waited too long before reading the result, maybe the test is faulty, maybe I'm not seeing it right. Let's try again... Oh-- yup, faint, but it's there. Positive. A plus sign.
So I did what I do when I find out I'm pregnant-- I cry. And I laugh. And Logan is there looking at me like I'm crazy... so I laugh some more. Then I pray immediately for God to protect this wee one. I pray for God to bless us and help us and guide us and keep us all safe. And then I'm laughing and crying and praying and hugging Logan and he is so confused so he just smiles up at me.
When Jordan comes home, I show him. We are both in some sort of disbelief. Se he says "well test again". Third times a charm, right. Third test, still positive. We are so happy. We are so excited. And truth be told, we are both scared. So... we are going to keep praying and trying to stay positive and keep our happy and excited feelings bottled up.
Baby number three: We love you. We know God has a plan for your life. We are so excited to be part of it. You will have the greatest big brother. We look forward to our future with you. Love, Mommy
"He gives the barren woman a home, making her the joyous mother of children. Praise the LORD!"-- Psalm 113:9
We are expecting--- again! :)
How very wonderful... how very scary!
So this is our third pregnancy. My pregnancy with Logan was great. Everything went smoothly. I was healthy. I enjoyed the pregnancy (minus the first twelve weeks) and the labor and delivery were mountaintop experiences. Then the Lord blessed us with our second baby. Unfortunately, He decided this baby was a blessing He wouldn't let us keep for long. After losing baby number 2 to a miscarriage at 9 weeks we were devastated. So that brings us to sweet baby number three. Oh what a sweet baby already growing and developing and changing inside my body. Oh what a sweet blessing to be able to parent another child. So lucky number three!
Here's the catch though. We are already 7 weeks pregnant now...and we just found out. God has a sense of humor you know. When we suspected that we might be pregnant I waited until 5 weeks to test (just like number one and two). I took the test fully expecting to see a big plus sign. No such luck. Negative.... weird. I was so sure that I was pregnant. Oh well... we'll try next month... my body is still recovering... we are getting balanced out... etc, etc, etc. But my period still didn't come. So why not try again at 6 weeks...maybe I am now? Nope...still negative. Now it's not only heartbreaking, but also frustrating. If we are not pregnant, then it'd be nice to have a period so we can start moving forward. Wait a week.... nothing. So lucky number three-- week 7, fully expecting a negative test but testing to make sure-- positive?!? What... really? Wait, maybe I waited too long before reading the result, maybe the test is faulty, maybe I'm not seeing it right. Let's try again... Oh-- yup, faint, but it's there. Positive. A plus sign.
So I did what I do when I find out I'm pregnant-- I cry. And I laugh. And Logan is there looking at me like I'm crazy... so I laugh some more. Then I pray immediately for God to protect this wee one. I pray for God to bless us and help us and guide us and keep us all safe. And then I'm laughing and crying and praying and hugging Logan and he is so confused so he just smiles up at me.
When Jordan comes home, I show him. We are both in some sort of disbelief. Se he says "well test again". Third times a charm, right. Third test, still positive. We are so happy. We are so excited. And truth be told, we are both scared. So... we are going to keep praying and trying to stay positive and keep our happy and excited feelings bottled up.
Baby number three: We love you. We know God has a plan for your life. We are so excited to be part of it. You will have the greatest big brother. We look forward to our future with you. Love, Mommy
"He gives the barren woman a home, making her the joyous mother of children. Praise the LORD!"-- Psalm 113:9
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