On Thursday, November 11th, I had my second prenatal appointment. Our doctor wanted to do an ultrasound so we could try and hear the heart beat. However, this did NOT go as planned. She moved the doppler over my belly, and found the baby. All we could see were little arms and legs just a kicking and punching. We only saw this for just a couple seconds before the baby rolled over, and we couldn't see it anymore. The doctor found it again, only to see it for just a few seconds - still flip floppin' all over the place. This went on for about ten minutes, and the baby was never still enough for us to hear any heart beat. Our doctor said, and I quote, "Well, I wanted to try and hear the heart beat to make sure we had a healthy and viable baby, but it seems pretty healthy to me!"....So, she decided to try to find the baby one more time...this time, when we found it, it was still for about half a second before (I kid you not); it JUMPED straight up. It went from laying on the bottom of my uterus, straight UP to the top. It was THE CRAZIEST thing I have ever seen. I thought it was just me, because obviously everything about this is new and crazy to me, but I was encouraged when my doctor hollered out, "Did you see that?!? That's crazy! Did you have Mexican jumping beans for lunch??". (She's so cute).
But, I tell you all this to say - our baby is healthy and REALLY excited about life right now. I have another appointment in December, and then the next appointment will hopefully be on January 7th (Daddy's birthday & Nana and Granddad Ross's anniversary) and I'll be far enough along to tell if we have a little Mr. or Missy on the way! We just can't wait!
Thank you too all that have been so supportive and prayerful as we grow this little blessing and prepare to be parents.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Little Pea...you're already hard work!
When I found out I was pregnant, I hadn't had the slightest bit of sickness. When I told people I was pregnant, that was what I bragged about - "I haven't been sick at all!".. Well, I jinxed myself. For about the last three or four weeks (weeks 5-8), I have become quite familiar with "morning sickness". Who decided to call it MORNING sickness? It's a tease, because really your sick all day! But, for you my baby berry, I press on. I have found that there are some things my tummy can handle, and I have found (the hard way) that there are some things my tummy cannot.
I had my first prenatal appointment on October 14th, when I met my..excuse me..OUR Dr. for the first time. Her name is Erin Alward, and I would certainly suggest her to any new mommy to be's out there. At our first appointment, we couldn't see if we're having a boy or a girl, however, there was confirmation that there is ONLY ONE! (My father in law, Shawn Ferguson, will be so disappointed. He was hoping for triplets). Also, I got to see a tiny little flicker, just flickering as fast as could be. This tiny little flicker was our baby's heart, and that little flicker caused my heart to do some serious flickering itself. I couldn't believe my eyes...and sometimes it still feels like a dream. But, enough about me - let's talk about Daddy.
Dad is doing great. He couldn't be any more supportive and helpful if I asked. He has given up any say in dinner; and when asked what he wants, always replies with, "you're the pregnant one". : ) He's already talking about all the things our baby will NOT be doing...if it's' a she. He reminds me of another Daddy I know with his "it's different for girls" mantra. But, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, I suppose.
I haven't started "showing", but I will say it's much more comfortable to have my pants unbuttoned after a big lunch. Other than tighter pants, and a MUCH more sensitive stomach - not much has changed. We won't know the sex of the baby until January, and I imagine that will be when the REAL work will start.
I had my first prenatal appointment on October 14th, when I met my..excuse me..OUR Dr. for the first time. Her name is Erin Alward, and I would certainly suggest her to any new mommy to be's out there. At our first appointment, we couldn't see if we're having a boy or a girl, however, there was confirmation that there is ONLY ONE! (My father in law, Shawn Ferguson, will be so disappointed. He was hoping for triplets). Also, I got to see a tiny little flicker, just flickering as fast as could be. This tiny little flicker was our baby's heart, and that little flicker caused my heart to do some serious flickering itself. I couldn't believe my eyes...and sometimes it still feels like a dream. But, enough about me - let's talk about Daddy.
Dad is doing great. He couldn't be any more supportive and helpful if I asked. He has given up any say in dinner; and when asked what he wants, always replies with, "you're the pregnant one". : ) He's already talking about all the things our baby will NOT be doing...if it's' a she. He reminds me of another Daddy I know with his "it's different for girls" mantra. But, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it, I suppose.
I haven't started "showing", but I will say it's much more comfortable to have my pants unbuttoned after a big lunch. Other than tighter pants, and a MUCH more sensitive stomach - not much has changed. We won't know the sex of the baby until January, and I imagine that will be when the REAL work will start.
Monday, October 4, 2010
The Next Week...
So, after the shock of Sunday morning we got our heads on straight and started the next steps. I went to the doctor on Monday morning to have my blood drawn. They called Tuesday morning with the results. Positive, of course. Since my mother was a Labor and Delivery nurse at Deaconess Hospital in OKC for quite sometime, I've never really had a choice where the baby would be born. (but it is a pretty awesome hospital, with some pretty wonderful nurses - this I know first hand) Anywho, mom called and found me a doctor that was, by the grace of God, taking new patients and accepted our insurance. I scheduled my first prenatal appointment for October 14th, 2010. I am so excited.
The hardest part, however, was trying to figure out how, and when, to tell everyone. Everyone knew that my dad would take it the hardest. So, Chad and I decided that we should tell him together. My brothers had a football game Friday night, so we all had dinner before. I was a nervous wreck all week, because I had no idea what he would say or do. BUT, he took it MUCH BETTER than expected, and I think he may even be a little excited to be a Granddad. After he found out, telling everyone else was so easy - and so much fun! I just don't ever get tired of saying, "Hey! I'm pregnant" - and neither does the daddy to be. Chad got to tell all four of his parents at once, and his Mom immediately started crying. Soo sweet. We did a big round of hugs and I love you's and it just made me realize how extremely lucky we are - all three of us. Baby Wilson is going to have 3 sets of THE GREATEST grandparents in the whole world, and I couldn't possibly be more thankful.
So now the world knows, or at least our world does. Thank you everyone for all of the congratulations and thank you in advance for all the prayers. We'll need them.
The hardest part, however, was trying to figure out how, and when, to tell everyone. Everyone knew that my dad would take it the hardest. So, Chad and I decided that we should tell him together. My brothers had a football game Friday night, so we all had dinner before. I was a nervous wreck all week, because I had no idea what he would say or do. BUT, he took it MUCH BETTER than expected, and I think he may even be a little excited to be a Granddad. After he found out, telling everyone else was so easy - and so much fun! I just don't ever get tired of saying, "Hey! I'm pregnant" - and neither does the daddy to be. Chad got to tell all four of his parents at once, and his Mom immediately started crying. Soo sweet. We did a big round of hugs and I love you's and it just made me realize how extremely lucky we are - all three of us. Baby Wilson is going to have 3 sets of THE GREATEST grandparents in the whole world, and I couldn't possibly be more thankful.
So now the world knows, or at least our world does. Thank you everyone for all of the congratulations and thank you in advance for all the prayers. We'll need them.
That Sunday Morning....
Sunday morning, September 26th, Chad woke up not feeling so well. So, being the awesome wife that I am - I went straight to CVS to get him some medicine for his sick tummy. As I was walking back to the pharmacy, I happened to pass the "Family Planning" section, which made me realize that I was "late". So, just for kicks and giggles, I picked up a 3 pack of pregnancy tests for peace of mind. I got home later, tended to Chad, and then without even a second thought I went into the bathroom to take the test. I was so convinced it was nothing, I hadn't even told Chad that I had bought a pregnancy test. However, when I came back into the bathroom and saw 2 lines as opposed to one, my heart sank. I ran into the living room, insisting that Chad come into the bathroom right away. When he walked in, all I could say was, "I think I'm pregnant".
He was so incredibly calm. He suggested that I take another test, so I took two more. Both positive. Needless to say, this event was not planned. Actually, we were trying to prevent it from happening. We have been talking about wanting children for the entire three years we've been together, but the plan was always to wait until I was done with school. But - as someone very near and dear to my heart reminded me, God's timing is perfect and mine is not. So, we decided that morning that even though it wasn't part of our plan, that it was part of His - and he knows best.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."Jeremiah 29:11
He was so incredibly calm. He suggested that I take another test, so I took two more. Both positive. Needless to say, this event was not planned. Actually, we were trying to prevent it from happening. We have been talking about wanting children for the entire three years we've been together, but the plan was always to wait until I was done with school. But - as someone very near and dear to my heart reminded me, God's timing is perfect and mine is not. So, we decided that morning that even though it wasn't part of our plan, that it was part of His - and he knows best.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."Jeremiah 29:11
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