I have taken a ridiculously long break from blogging...
such a long break that
baby number four is over half way done baking!
Tomorrow starts the third trimester already!
A few weeks ago we had an ultrasound...
we hoped to find out if baby was a girl or boy,
but Baby was a stubborn little thing and
kept its legs tightly crossed!
Since they also couldn't get a good view
of the heart,
we had to go back in the following week...
at that ultrasound we found out baby is a
Elsie was excited, James was disappointed and
Angelina is still in denial that she will no longer be the baby!
Next is figuring out the perfect name!
We have a list hanging on the fridge...
but Jon seems to find it funny to torment me
and not pick a name!
Hopefully soon he will choose one!
Because this blog is our Life Journal I need to back up and
and write down this little ones story from the beginning...
Jon and I had always assumed we wouldn't have anymore children
because my body is a crazy one and
we had to rely on a natural fertility med for James and
medical fertility meds for Angelina...and I have
a history of rather un-pleasant pregnancies
that leave me on bedrest due to pre-term labor.
So we were moving ahead with becoming foster parents again
with the intention of adopting.
But...God had other plans!
I hadn't been feeling well for awhile, I was upset
and frustrated because I didn't have energy.
I started eating kale to give me energy...
but I thought the kale was making me bloated.
I started sending pictures to my sister telling
her I was gaining weight! haha!
Finally my homeopathic Dr suggest I take a pregnancy test.
My parents were in town one evening so I
begged them to pick me up one.
Much to my surprise,
the test was positive!
I think I blankly stared at the test for a good 5min
before I told Jon the news!
We were shocked, excited, overwhelmed...
A few days after finding out we were expected I woke up
not feeling good at all...
soon I started feeling gushes of bleeding.
I was silently freaking out...
I called my mom and she came to watch the kids
and my sister, Laura, brought me to the ER.
when they did the ultrasound I was so scared...
I didn't want to see a baby with no heartbeat.
I was a whole bundle of different emotions...
I was literally shaking.
Much to my shock,
we saw a heartbeat!!
When I saw the heartbeat I could breath again!
We found out baby was a little tiny thing of just 6 weeks.
We never did discover the reason for the bleeding...
the Dr said it was a weird thing that happened.
I never want to experience anything like that again!
Morning sickness was a pain.
All day long.
No energy, soooo tired and wore out,
nausea, food issues.
I was very spoiled by my sister who would cook for me
and keep the kitchen in order...
and my parents who would often
take the kids for the afternoon so I could nap.
Those first 3 months are the worst!
I still managed to gather the strength to go camping
for the weekend though!
We also ended up moving during those 3 months...
highly do not recommend that!
Thankfully my parents and sisters again stepped up to
the plate and helped out.
I was so out of it during those 3 months,
I could hardly function, let alone move!
The second trimester has gone extremely well.
No signs of pre-term labor this time.
I am un-comfortable with pressure and contractions,
but no pre-term,
so I cannot complain!
Baby is an active little thing...
I can feel her kicking and moving around
and I love it!
The kicks are now strong enough where my whole belly
moves when she kicks!
We have been busy collecting little baby clothes,
hairbows, blankets and shoes for her...
Little girl things are addicting!!
I keep dreaming of what our life will be like with
four little ones...
and 3 girls!
Coming from a family with 8 girls,
I'm so excited to have 3 of my own girls!
We are all hoping the next 3 months goes by quickly so
we can snuggle this little one...
Sometimes God's plans turn out to be the best plans...