The gift of morning sickness

Pregnancy after loss is such a blessing. Living God's promise for Daniel and I is something that just can't be put into words...

Our Glory baby.


However, having faith in a full term pregnancy is something I am struggling with. I feel I have been robbed from pregnancy bliss. Most pregnant women day dream about names and a baby nursery. I live between bathroom breaks... and find myself crying praises while peeing "Thank you Jesus... no blood!"

Even though I am only 8 weeks pregnant, I bought myself some maternity pants. I don't need them yet, but wearing them makes this pregnancy more of a reality for me... and they are the cutest pair of jeans I have ever owned and sooooo comfortable! I am weird... I know.

Being 8 weeks pregnant, my baby is about the size of a kidney bean... or a raspberry! Funny fact- baby has a fully formed nose and elbows at this point.

Nausea has been such a blessing during the last week. My OB is feeling extra confidant in this pregnancy and doesn't want to see me for a few weeks... which makes me nervous. So, I am extremely grateful for nausea and food aversions... that means things are working like they should and this baby is growing!

Baby Blueberry

7 weeks and 1 day pregnant

Yesterday we had our second ultrasound... baby is growing just like he/she should. Heartbeat was 160 beats per minute... perfect!

At 7 weeks baby is about the size of a blueberry
My baby is the size of a blueberry... it makes me giggle inside because it reminds me of Madame Blueberry from Veggie Tales

I have not been ailing from morning (or all day) sickness... however... I have to trick myself into drinking water. Making it extremely cold, or adding lemon juice, if I drink it just plain I get super nauseous. More than anything, I am just tired... I could sleep all day...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sweet Pea

Six weeks pregnant today...

Baby is about the size of a single pea...


Thinking about that makes me want some pea soup...

I am exhausted... and starving... and spending more time peeing than doing anything else.

I feel incredibly happy... and blessed

Five years ago today

Daniel purposed to me on our "One year dating anniversary"...

We have been a couple for six years now.... that just boggles my mind!

Big Fat Positive

Statistics, ratio's, medical journals, and percentages all state that I should not be staring at my positive pregnancy test right now.

What kind of chance does a women with hypothyroidism, poly-cystic overies, obesity, anti-phosphil lipid anti-bodies, previous miscarriages, amenorrhea, anovulation cycles, and an past ectopic pregnancy have in getting pregnant? I should have a better chance at winning the lottery than getting pregnant AND caring a pregnancy to term.

Statistics must not have met my God.

My God has promised me a healthy pregnancy... Whether or not His promise is this current pregnancy... I will have to wait and see.

"Shouldn't you wait and see how this progresses before you tell everyone? What if you loose this baby too?"

Getting pregnant is a huge blessing for Daniel and I... a miracle... This baby is wanted... loved and I praise God for this big fat positive.

God has not given us a spirit of fear... but Daniel and I wouldn't be human if we were not terrified. So we wait and put our trust in God.

Today I had my first OB appointment. Dr. Perry is such a God send... I truly believe God uses doctors to perform modern day miracles... Perry put me on Progesterone... again... I apologizes in advance for the spontaneous demonstrations of emotions that accompany the Progesterone medication. I serisouly become a crazy person when I am on them.

I had vial after vial of blood drawn... super fun...

Next week I go in for a sonogram... and Perry will determine whether or not I will need injectable blood thinners... more specifically, Lovenox. I do not want to have to stab my belly every day... but I will ya know.

36 weeks to go!

"my heart may sing to you and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever" Psalm 30:12