Emma's doll "Boots". heheee.....Grow, baby, grow!!!!!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
You can see the head, one of the hands and two little feet!!!
And then I did get a picture to take home!!! (Head on the left, feet on the right.)
The doc said everything looks GREAT, good heartbeat, Baby is measuring a few days bigger than my "week 11" mark. Grow, baby, grow!! :) My every-two-week ultrasounds are coming to an end....and my next one will be at 18 weeks......and it'll be the boy/girl one!!
And when I got my blood drawn? It actually LOOKED thin. They usually have a hard time getting a good vein and filling the tubes. It was flowing fast today and looked actually different. Maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me.....Weird......!
So, overall, a very good appointment! Four weeks to go! ;)
Monday, March 23, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
I had no idea what that was....so I googled it. Look how cute! ;) I am 10 weeks pregnant today and oh, so thankful. It is very, very easy to get scared or worried, but our message at church on Sunday was about how God is bigger than our fears. And I really do believe that. And while I google kumquats, I certainly do not google "MTHFR" or anything else that could send me into a worrisome tailspin. :) I was 10 weeks "pregnant" the day I had my d&c over the summer, even though the baby stopped growing around 6 weeks. I just know God is protecting over this little one and he/she is growing big and strong! ....And I've got the all-day-queasies to show for it. ;)
"Let us hold fast to the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful." Hebrews 10:23
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Here's a picture of our little baby. The head is facing down with legs up in the top right corner. What a cutie!!! And here's a picture of me...............
Monday, March 9, 2009
Yesterday as Emma and I were playing in her sandbox, I had a thought. We were putting sand into the funnel and watching it slide through the little opening and down into a bucket. But every once and a while, the sand would stop and I'd dig my finger down into the funnel and pull out a pebble. Once the pebble was out, the sand flowed again and the fun continued. This happened a lot. Maybe we have cheap sand! :)
Anyway, as we sat in our newly-stocked-with-fun-toys backyard, hundreds of bubbles floating around us from her bubble machine (aren't birthdays great?), I pictured God. I pictured God in Heaven looking down on me and watching ever so closely. And protecting our baby. Because, from what I understand, all it would take is one little blood clot to affect our tiny baby. But I believe He's up there, watching the pathway to the baby and taking out the "pebbles". I believe that He cares that much and knows that tiny of a detail of what is going on inside of me.
Psalm 139 13-18
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
This is the conversation I had yesterday at the maternity store:
Lady: Oh, how far along are you?
Me: (embellishing) 8 weeks.
Lady's Pregnant Daughter: (sticking her head out of a dressing room) Oh, you are so little and cute and I'm so big!!! And I'm just 29 weeks.
Me: Oh, you look great! You are supposed to be getting bigger!
Lady's Pregnant Daughter: But look at you!
Me: I am only 8 weeks pregnant!
Lady's Pregnant Daughter: WHAT?!?!?!?! EIGHT WEEKS?!?!?! I thought you said eight months!!! Are you sure?
Me: Yup. Pretty sure about this.
Translation -- Being 8 months pregnant was feasible, but being only 8 weeks pregnant was jaw-dropping. ;) Really??
Now maybe you understand why I need maternity pants at 8 weeks!