29 January, 2015

Throwback Thursday

In the spirit of the oh-so-popular "Throwback Thursday", and my growing obsession with this little boy I'm currently baking, I thought it was only fitting to share his brief history.

I guess it all started when my doctor said to wait 2 full menstrual cycles after the miscarriage to begin trying again. In hindsight, this seems like almost no time at all. But in the moment, it's like a punch to the gut. After already being pregnant and counting down the days until we met our little February baby, to add another 2 months and have to start completely over felt like an eternity.

We were absolutely, completely, 100% blessed that we were able to conceive the first month we were allowed to start trying again. It still blows my mind. I mean, I was hopeful, of course, but I never expected anything to actually happen that quickly! Apparently, you're super fertile right after a miscarriage, so it's nothing unheard of.

I was at work when I felt the same symptom I felt in my last pregnancy: a hot flash and hot flushed cheeks. Both times I stopped at Kroger on my way home and picked up a cheap pregnancy test. Both times = PREGNANT. Woohoo! I wanted to surprise Justin and tell him in a creative way, but when I opened that bathroom door, all I could do was scream, "I'M PREGNANT!!!" Fail. Haha. This goes to show how my level of patience is completely dependent on my level of excitement.

First test, done at home.

3rd test, done by the OB-GYN's office.

I had a normal ultrasound at almost 9 weeks to confirm the pregnancy was moving along. Baby's heart was beating a fast 179 bpm. Awesome!

He looked like a peanut! That's his head on the bottom, arm buds in the middle, and the body up at the top.

Then on Christmas Eve, I had a scare. Unexplained bleeding reminiscent of the beginning of my August miscarriage. I was devastated. With it being a holiday, I couldn't get in to see my doctor for another 2 days when the office opened again. I grieved and faced, what I thought to be truth. I was already mourning the loss of our little peanut.

But on December 26th, I was able to see my doctor, who quickly announced that my little 11 (almost 12) week baby was fine. She even said our baby was "huge" which made me laugh/cry hysterically.


Now he's supposed to be 4.5 inches long -- that's over double what he was the last time we saw him!! I can't wait for our 20 week anatomy scan so we can see him again. Again, excitement level is high... therefor patience level is LOW.

So that wraps up my first Throwback Thursday. I definitely missed Hump Day Bump Day yesterday... but since I'm technically considered 16 weeks for another 2 more days, I've still got time to snap a picture.

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