A Time for Thanksgiving

Wow how the seasons have changed since I last wrote on here!! I think the last time it was freshly spring and we were thinking ahead to Easter! Here we are in the middle of fall, and MY how much has happened!

About 3 months ago we received news that I honestly never thought I would hear...we were about 5 weeks pregnant! I had several doctors growing up say that it was just not going to be possible because of a slew of medical issues that had almost kept my mom from having my sister and I. One thing Momma always told me when I was a little girl and she would think back to the times that she thought that she would never have us was--"Creation is the Power of God." All I can say to that is AMEN. It's not up to doctors or to medicine (although sometimes it can help), it is purely up to God and His power. As I watch this baby grow inside of me and begin to feel his/her movements, it literally brings me to tears. What an amazing responsibility we have been given...what an amazing trust that has been instilled in us...what an amazing, perfect gift.

When we were about 8 weeks along, we almost lost the baby. They weren't sure if it was due to stress or overexertion, but I developed what they call a subchorionic hemorrhage, which turns into a subchorionic hematoma (like a blood clot that forms when the baby begins to separate from the womb)...they call it a "threatened miscarriage." I will never ever forget that day in the ER when they wheeled me into the ultrasound room-- alone (Michael couldn't go with me in case there was something wrong, they just want it you and the technician...) . The radiologist made faces for a while as she probed...it felt like an eternity. Finally, she whipped the screen around and turned on the doplar, and cranked it up full blast to reveal a perfect, STRONG heartbeat. I think it was at that moment that I realized that my life has definitely changed forever. The only thing I cared about at that moment was this little life inside of me and making sure that he/she stayed safe, protected, and well.

Luckily, things healed up quickly than they expected, and the baby is growing (faster then they have anticipated...they've bumped our due date back a week, and expect to bump it back up to 2 more!). We went for the ultrasound about two weeks ago and we could see the baby's feet swinging, and when I started to laugh, his/her hand shot up and looked like she/he was waving at us! I think my favorite part out of all of that though was watching Michael watching the monitor, he seemed totally awe-struck. He is totally into and loving the daddy-thing. Everyday before I go to work he kisses my growing belly and says bye to the baby. Sometimes he'll just sit with his hand on my tummy trying to feel her/him move...it's amazing to thing how much things have changed already...and we're only about 4 months along!

We'll find out if it's a boy or a girl so I can stop with this he/she thing hopefully December 3rd!!! Hopefully the baby will be posing appropriately for the ultrasound so we can get a good shot :) I'm ready to start calling the little one by name, and even more excited to see what he/she will look like. Will he have Michael's height? Will he have my hair? What will he like to do? What will he want to be? What an amazing gift...it blows me away.