Our little boy has been kickin' and rollin' a lot lately. Today he was kicking right above my belly button (which is the harder kick to feel because the placenta is right there...I usually feel him on the side) and I could feel a baby something under there! I guess it was his leg or foot. But it was this little hard spot. And Trav got to feel him too before he rolled away. So fun!
In other news, I made it 20 weeks without getting sick. But now? I caught the little lady's cold. Which is a much better choice than some kind of fevery virus...but I still feel yucky......I can't wait to get to bed. And we are watching a crazy amount of Dora. Here's to a better tomorrow! :)
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
The Blue Onesie
When I posted Sam's name out here in the bloggy world, I wrote that I'd had that blue onesie with his name on it since August. Well, here goes...
About 2 years ago, the idea of another baby started to float around in our heads. But some pretty quick math can tell you that that plan was not God's plan. We began our journey with a pretty big (for me) road block -- I was allegedly newly found allergic to all of the pregnancy-safe antibiotics. What would I do if I got strep while I was pregnant? I'm no doctor, but it seemed there'd be no way to get rid of the strep and also keep the baby safe.
So I went in for allergy testing. I was so nervous as I left the allergist with a 10 day supply of amoxicillin and an epipen, just in case. For 10 days I took the medicine and for many of those days I worried. Was I itching? And for all of those days I was praying. A lot. Because I am quite good at fabricating symptoms, like itching. Not on purpose. (But I'm pretty sure I had meningitis in college, along with the bird flu and what's that thing you get from mosquitoes??) Anyway, every time I would get worried that maybe I was starting to itch (read: getting an allergic reaction to the amoxicillin) I would pray.
And this part that I am going to tell you, I am not even kidding. And I can't explain it. And it had never happened before.
But in the quietness of my worrisome heart, deep in prayer -- God spoke to me.
I always wondered how people knew that "God said..." or "I heard God", but I did. It wasn't out loud, my dog didn't hear it too, but I heard it. In my heart. Like no voice I've ever heard.
Seven simple words.
"Picture yourself pregnant. Picture him. Picture Sam."
And I'm 100% sure of it. And my worry -- my am I going to even get to try again worry -- vanished. I knew that I'd finish the 10 days of medicine. I knew we'd go on to have another baby. I knew it'd be okay. Because God said so. The God of all creation had spoken to me, and He'd said so.
I never dreamed how far those seven words would take me. I didn't know those seven words would carry me through a miscarriage. And then another. I didn't know they would see me through a round of testing with a very misleading and bad doctor, and then into the care of the best doctor I'd ever had. I didn't know they would have to get me through being diagnosed with MTHFR and being told that my own body was creating blood clots that were making me lose our babies.
So, back in August, about a month after my second miscarriage, I decided to take a step of faith. I knew in my heart that God would bring us a baby boy and that we would name him Sam. So I went online and ordered a baby blue onesie with "Sam" written on it. Oh, and when it came in the mail, how I ached for a baby to fill it. To wear it home from the hospital (though it is really quite big!). So I hung it up by my bed. And I saw it every day. And I prayed for Sam every day.
And now, I'm very much pregnant with a little boy. And we are naming him Sam. And all I can do is give all glory and praise to the God above who promised me this baby and put the words in my heart that I needed to hear. I know I've said it before, but I am so thankful.....
Luke 1:45 "And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what had been spoken to her by the Lord."
Romans 4:19-21 "Without becoming weak in faith he contemplated his on body, now as good as dead since he was about 100 years old, and the deadness of Sarah's womb; yet, with respect to the promise of God he did not waiver in unbelief but grew strong in faith, giving glory to God, and being fully assured that what God has promised, He was also able to perform."
Hebrews 10:23 "Let us hold fast to the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful."
About 2 years ago, the idea of another baby started to float around in our heads. But some pretty quick math can tell you that that plan was not God's plan. We began our journey with a pretty big (for me) road block -- I was allegedly newly found allergic to all of the pregnancy-safe antibiotics. What would I do if I got strep while I was pregnant? I'm no doctor, but it seemed there'd be no way to get rid of the strep and also keep the baby safe.
So I went in for allergy testing. I was so nervous as I left the allergist with a 10 day supply of amoxicillin and an epipen, just in case. For 10 days I took the medicine and for many of those days I worried. Was I itching? And for all of those days I was praying. A lot. Because I am quite good at fabricating symptoms, like itching. Not on purpose. (But I'm pretty sure I had meningitis in college, along with the bird flu and what's that thing you get from mosquitoes??) Anyway, every time I would get worried that maybe I was starting to itch (read: getting an allergic reaction to the amoxicillin) I would pray.
And this part that I am going to tell you, I am not even kidding. And I can't explain it. And it had never happened before.
But in the quietness of my worrisome heart, deep in prayer -- God spoke to me.
I always wondered how people knew that "God said..." or "I heard God", but I did. It wasn't out loud, my dog didn't hear it too, but I heard it. In my heart. Like no voice I've ever heard.
Seven simple words.
"Picture yourself pregnant. Picture him. Picture Sam."
And I'm 100% sure of it. And my worry -- my am I going to even get to try again worry -- vanished. I knew that I'd finish the 10 days of medicine. I knew we'd go on to have another baby. I knew it'd be okay. Because God said so. The God of all creation had spoken to me, and He'd said so.
I never dreamed how far those seven words would take me. I didn't know those seven words would carry me through a miscarriage. And then another. I didn't know they would see me through a round of testing with a very misleading and bad doctor, and then into the care of the best doctor I'd ever had. I didn't know they would have to get me through being diagnosed with MTHFR and being told that my own body was creating blood clots that were making me lose our babies.
So, back in August, about a month after my second miscarriage, I decided to take a step of faith. I knew in my heart that God would bring us a baby boy and that we would name him Sam. So I went online and ordered a baby blue onesie with "Sam" written on it. Oh, and when it came in the mail, how I ached for a baby to fill it. To wear it home from the hospital (though it is really quite big!). So I hung it up by my bed. And I saw it every day. And I prayed for Sam every day.
And now, I'm very much pregnant with a little boy. And we are naming him Sam. And all I can do is give all glory and praise to the God above who promised me this baby and put the words in my heart that I needed to hear. I know I've said it before, but I am so thankful.....
Luke 1:45 "And blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what had been spoken to her by the Lord."
Romans 4:19-21 "Without becoming weak in faith he contemplated his on body, now as good as dead since he was about 100 years old, and the deadness of Sarah's womb; yet, with respect to the promise of God he did not waiver in unbelief but grew strong in faith, giving glory to God, and being fully assured that what God has promised, He was also able to perform."
Hebrews 10:23 "Let us hold fast to the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful."
Monday, May 25, 2009
HALFWAY!!!!!
(Hey Mom & Dad -- How far can a dog run into the woods???)
That's right! Today we are TWENTY WEEKS along. :) That is definitely halfway!!!!!
Our Baby Sam is about ten inches all together!!!!! (That's including those kicking feet!)
And he probably weighs about 10 ounces.
Yesterday my neighbor and I went on a (slightly long) shopping trip and it appears as if I have some kind of shopping hangover. :) While to be honest, I've never had a real hangover, I can only imagine it feels something like this. I absolutely could not get out of bed this morning. Around 8:30 I had to eat something and take my vitamin, so Travis and the little lady were trying to convince me to put my feet on the ground. She said, "Come on, Mommy!" (complete with tapping her leg like she does for the dog) "Come on, Mommy! I'll show you where the breakfast table is!"
While I realize that when I was pregnant 3 years ago I was a full time teacher and on my feet all the live long day, I am just not used to that anymore!! I am so tired.......................... :) But still very happy.
That's right! Today we are TWENTY WEEKS along. :) That is definitely halfway!!!!!
Our Baby Sam is about ten inches all together!!!!! (That's including those kicking feet!)
And he probably weighs about 10 ounces.
Yesterday my neighbor and I went on a (slightly long) shopping trip and it appears as if I have some kind of shopping hangover. :) While to be honest, I've never had a real hangover, I can only imagine it feels something like this. I absolutely could not get out of bed this morning. Around 8:30 I had to eat something and take my vitamin, so Travis and the little lady were trying to convince me to put my feet on the ground. She said, "Come on, Mommy!" (complete with tapping her leg like she does for the dog) "Come on, Mommy! I'll show you where the breakfast table is!"
While I realize that when I was pregnant 3 years ago I was a full time teacher and on my feet all the live long day, I am just not used to that anymore!! I am so tired.......................... :) But still very happy.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Early Morning
Every morning, I set the alarm a bit early. Then I get up, grab a cup of coffee orange juice, say a prayer and read the Bible verses that have gotten me through this past year, and that help me set aside my worry and feel at peace. And as I sit, in the stillness of the morning (Travis is usually off and going at his 24 Hour Fitness and the little lady is fast asleep) reading, thinking and praying -- Baby Sam kicks me. A lot. And when 7 o'clock rolls around, I hear a little "Mama. Mama. Mama." from the baby monitor. And I cannot believe this life I live. It's Heaven on earth, I tell ya.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Drum Roll.....................
Our boy has a name!!!
Samuel Barrett Miller
Due in October!!!
*I've had this onesie since last August...
but that's another post all together!*
1 Samuel 1:27
"For this boy I prayed, and the Lord has given me my petition which I asked of Him."
Sunday, May 17, 2009
19 weeks!!!
Today Baby Boy and I are 19 weeks along!!! (Which could be half way, if it's like last time!!) He now has 2 onesies and a pair of cozy pajamas in his wardrobe!! Oh, and a baseball cap! Big Sister thinks his middle name should be "Peanut". Yesterday, though, I think it was "Coconut Head"...
We are officially moving out of the "Wait, was that a flutter? Did I feel something? Hmmmm..." stage and into the "Whoa! Did you feel that, too?" stage. Last night, Trav got to feel our boy kicking, too!
He is about "6 inches crown to rump", but those kicking legs looked pretty long in that ultrasound!! I'd guess he's at least 8 inches long!!!
I found out that my high school reunion is in AUGUST. Oh my. :) I'll be able to hold my plate on my belly by then, for sure!
Loving every minute.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Oh, what a week!
I mean, really?? I get to shop for a BOY?????
I am a bit overwhelmed (but in a very good way)! I can't believe there is a little boy growing inside of me. Oh, and just to torture you, he has a name!!!!! But it is still under construction (read: no idea what his middle name is) so you'll have to wait. :) But it's a cute one. And I'm getting used to calling him by his name when we chat. <3
I can't believe how blessed I feel.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
A Recap!
Today was quite a day!!!
When we got to the office for my 10 am appointment, they were REALLY behind and there were SIX people waiting in front of me!! No big deal, really, except I was so anxious!!! When they finally called me back, the nurse took me to a curtain and said, "Go here. Take off such and such and leave on such and such and wear this robe and wait here." Easy enough. Until I peaked behind the curtain and found 8 other women waiting in the same robed state! I was not expecting to wait WITH them in my robe!!
When it was finally my turn, the technician took me back to the ultrasound room (Travis was not invited yet) and she took all the important baby measurements. She INSTANTLY knew if it was a boy or a girl and offered me the answer, but I said we should probably wait until Travis was in there. As soon as she was done with all of the measurements, she went and got Trav, brought him in and said, "You've got a little boy in there!" Then she showed us all kinds of fun stuff, including 3D shots of the baby! Amazing!!
Then a doctor came in, took a look at everything and said it all looked just right! With a ton of pictures, a CD, and a report for my doctor in my hands we were ready for part 2. (But because of our long wait, they validated my parking AND gave me the CD for free!)
Part 2 was a visit to my doctor, who confirmed that everything looked great. :)
Part 3 was a trip to the blood center where we BOTH had to get blood drawn. Sorry, Trav! He had to prove his blood type because of the whole RH- thing.
Part 4 was a trip to Chipotle. :) YUM. (Just a side note: We have come SUCH a long way since last year. Just about a year ago, Travis and I sat at a Chipotle after a very, very bad news ultrasound. Just getting a heartbeat this time at 6 weeks was an incredible thing, but to watch our baby BOY kicking, yawning and sucking his thumb right before our very eyes and then be given a HEALTHY report......God is good! We are sooooooooo thankful!)
We are thrilled beyond words to know who is in there!!! What a day! And Big Sister is pretty thrilled too! We went to Target today and she picked out a special toy for him. :)
When we got to the office for my 10 am appointment, they were REALLY behind and there were SIX people waiting in front of me!! No big deal, really, except I was so anxious!!! When they finally called me back, the nurse took me to a curtain and said, "Go here. Take off such and such and leave on such and such and wear this robe and wait here." Easy enough. Until I peaked behind the curtain and found 8 other women waiting in the same robed state! I was not expecting to wait WITH them in my robe!!
When it was finally my turn, the technician took me back to the ultrasound room (Travis was not invited yet) and she took all the important baby measurements. She INSTANTLY knew if it was a boy or a girl and offered me the answer, but I said we should probably wait until Travis was in there. As soon as she was done with all of the measurements, she went and got Trav, brought him in and said, "You've got a little boy in there!" Then she showed us all kinds of fun stuff, including 3D shots of the baby! Amazing!!
Then a doctor came in, took a look at everything and said it all looked just right! With a ton of pictures, a CD, and a report for my doctor in my hands we were ready for part 2. (But because of our long wait, they validated my parking AND gave me the CD for free!)
Part 2 was a visit to my doctor, who confirmed that everything looked great. :)
Part 3 was a trip to the blood center where we BOTH had to get blood drawn. Sorry, Trav! He had to prove his blood type because of the whole RH- thing.
Part 4 was a trip to Chipotle. :) YUM. (Just a side note: We have come SUCH a long way since last year. Just about a year ago, Travis and I sat at a Chipotle after a very, very bad news ultrasound. Just getting a heartbeat this time at 6 weeks was an incredible thing, but to watch our baby BOY kicking, yawning and sucking his thumb right before our very eyes and then be given a HEALTHY report......God is good! We are sooooooooo thankful!)
We are thrilled beyond words to know who is in there!!! What a day! And Big Sister is pretty thrilled too! We went to Target today and she picked out a special toy for him. :)
Baby Videos
Yawning!
Trying to suck his thumb!
And this is why I should NOT laugh.
(Also you can see him scratching his head)
Baby Pictures
Here's our boy!
Do you see his spine across the top of the picture?
Do you see his spine across the top of the picture?
This one is labeled for you. :)
Sucking his thumb!
Covering his eyes with his fists.
Cute little foot!
Monday, May 11, 2009
18 weeks!!!
Today marks 18 weeks!!!! The baby is about 5 1/2 inches long! Emma has a baby doll that is 5 1/2 inches long that I've been waiting to show as my "this is how big our baby is" example. But now I can't find it! haha. I'll look harder tonight.
TOMORROW is our big day. :) My appointment is at 10, but with a lengthy ultrasound (Yay!), a doctor's visit, and blood work, it'll take us a while. So all you fine folks will have to WAIT a bit.
Here are two shots of me at 18 weeks.
Anyone think I'll be able to fit between these 2 trees in October? :)
Sunday, May 10, 2009
IT'S A..............................
......picture of my favorite breakfast!
I can't have any milk with my breakfast because the dairy affects my folic acid absorption -- and that is when I take my mega dose pill. So I have to find other things to eat! Underneath all that fruit you'll find 2 whole wheat pancakes, topped with peanut butter. (You simply MUST try a pancake with peanut butter someday. You'll need a dab of syrup, too.) YUM!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
So I got to see the baby!
I have a pattern. In this pattern, I stay very calm, cool and collected about all things baby for 2-3 weeks after my last appointment. And as my appointment approaches, I start to worry. And maybe even panic. :) And that was yesterday. And I feel a little bad about said panicking, but then I tell myself that 2008 was a very hard year -- and if I need a little extra attention from the doctor, well that's OK.
So I was worried. Worried that I couldn't feel the baby like I used to, worried that the movements I was feeling were itty bitty contractions. And worried because my specialist (remember Dr. Wonderful?) had told me he saw a little issue that could cause early labor. So all added together, that was a lot to think about.
So I went to see the doctor. And I was expecting him to maybe be busy, grouchy, and aware that I didn't need to be there. But he was wonderful! When he walked in, I asked him if Dr. Wonderful had warned him that I might be a bit high maintenance. He laughed and said that I was not in that category yet. Well, I got to hear the baby's sweet heartbeat on the doppler and then he did an ultrasound to check that little issue - that appears to be a non-issue and probably does not need to be advertised on a public blog! hahaa. But in the checking of said issue, I got to see the baby! Only the baby's head and one waving arm -- which is probably good, because I would really prefer to find out the whole boy/girl answer with the baby's daddy! Not that I wouldn't have peaked.....Trav had given me permission to peak...No such luck!!!!!
So, one crazy busy day later, I feel very relieved once again. Everything is just fine!! (And at 17 weeks, baby movements come and go since there is still so much room in there!)
And I am fairly certain I can make it until Tuesday before getting all worried again.
And what I do know, deep down, is that I should have more faith that I did yesterday. Because God has it all under control. That is hard to tell myself in the middle of all the worry, but afterwards it makes lots of sense. :)
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.
So I was worried. Worried that I couldn't feel the baby like I used to, worried that the movements I was feeling were itty bitty contractions. And worried because my specialist (remember Dr. Wonderful?) had told me he saw a little issue that could cause early labor. So all added together, that was a lot to think about.
So I went to see the doctor. And I was expecting him to maybe be busy, grouchy, and aware that I didn't need to be there. But he was wonderful! When he walked in, I asked him if Dr. Wonderful had warned him that I might be a bit high maintenance. He laughed and said that I was not in that category yet. Well, I got to hear the baby's sweet heartbeat on the doppler and then he did an ultrasound to check that little issue - that appears to be a non-issue and probably does not need to be advertised on a public blog! hahaa. But in the checking of said issue, I got to see the baby! Only the baby's head and one waving arm -- which is probably good, because I would really prefer to find out the whole boy/girl answer with the baby's daddy! Not that I wouldn't have peaked.....Trav had given me permission to peak...No such luck!!!!!
So, one crazy busy day later, I feel very relieved once again. Everything is just fine!! (And at 17 weeks, baby movements come and go since there is still so much room in there!)
And I am fairly certain I can make it until Tuesday before getting all worried again.
And what I do know, deep down, is that I should have more faith that I did yesterday. Because God has it all under control. That is hard to tell myself in the middle of all the worry, but afterwards it makes lots of sense. :)
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.
Monday, May 4, 2009
17 weeks!!
Today we are 17 weeks!!! Somehow, in the blink of an eye, 17 weeks sounds like A LOT! The baby is about FIVE INCHES LONG and that's not even including those kicking legs. AND, according to my weekly email, the baby can hear me now and might respond to loud noises!! I bet our crazy barking dogs Nelly-Belle and Penny are making their presence known to the baby with every falling leaf outside. :)
A week from tomorrow is our big ultrasound. I am so excited. Any guesses? We were at a friend's baby shower on Saturday (pictured above) and I talked with 3 different people who claimed to be EXCELLENT baby gender guessers. But, two of them said boy and one said girl. Wouldn't it have been great if they'd all agreed and I could go baby clothes shopping!?!?
A week from tomorrow is our big ultrasound. I am so excited. Any guesses? We were at a friend's baby shower on Saturday (pictured above) and I talked with 3 different people who claimed to be EXCELLENT baby gender guessers. But, two of them said boy and one said girl. Wouldn't it have been great if they'd all agreed and I could go baby clothes shopping!?!?
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