And here is it in action!
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Heartbeat
I bought a fetal heartbeat doppler for home to hear our little guys heartbeat whenever:
And here is it in action!
And here is it in action!
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Possible movement
Today I might have felt you move. But I'm not sure.
I felt a flutter'ish thing in my tummy kinda down low where you are. I have been waiting to be able to feel you and hope you kick me a lot!
It is nighttime and I have been feeling the same fluttering in the same spot occasionally throughout the day - is it you!? I hope!
It feels like a little muscle twitch...hummm...
I felt a flutter'ish thing in my tummy kinda down low where you are. I have been waiting to be able to feel you and hope you kick me a lot!
It is nighttime and I have been feeling the same fluttering in the same spot occasionally throughout the day - is it you!? I hope!
It feels like a little muscle twitch...hummm...
First Sign of You...
July 13.
Late June (I know the date but it's TMI). We had been trying for a while and the last "cycle" I had taken Clomid for the first time. Had a positive ovulation test. And yes, cooked pork the night of ..... I remember thinking positive thoughts this month in particular and trusting the Lord with His timing. Because after all, His timing is perfect.
We went to Chicago at the beginning of July and had a great time. Your dad and I walked A LOT, drank coffee and had beer/wine/mixed drinks every night we were there. I didn't think anything of it since we had tried and tried for months for you and always got a negative pregnancy test. We met with Jamil and Luke for dinner one night and the other days/nights got to see what the town had to offer. Napped in Millennium Park, went to museums, boat toured with Nancy (who was in town for a Pampered Chef conference), and ate... A LOT. We got to spend quality time together (which is my Love Language...), laughed a lot and talked about how we wished we could live in a city that cool! We loved it!
The night we came home, we were drinking at the hotel bar waiting for a cab to take us to the airport. I remember distinctly having 4 beers. We left Chicago late and got back to Dallas around 1 or 2 am. The next day (Wednesday), we both had to work so off we went.
I had just spent the day in classes all about bereavement. aka: death. aka: baby death. This week was all about the complications of pregnancy, labor, birth and stillborns, miscarriages, etc. It was horrible. I numbed myself because it was too much. I focused on God's perfect timing and that He was in control of everything, not me so that helped me A LOT. When I got home from my L&D classes that day, I decided I would take a pregnancy test. It was time to check but I was sure it would be negative.
I had some really cheap tests that my friend Cat had gotten from a friend and somehow I ended up with them after a night of hanging out with our friends a few months prior.
I dipped it in my urine and waited.
When I looked, it looked like this:
So I immediately called my sister because if you have a sister, you know, that is who you call because you don't know if that faint line means yes or no or maybe or huh? or kinda or what. So I sent Kate the picture and she said, "You are pregnant". So we got my mom on the phone and told her. It's kind of a blur but everyone was talking and joyful and it was a neat moment.
Then I called your dad at work. I actually e-mailed him at 4:54 pm and told him to "call me" with a message 2 minutes later that said, "Asap". He called me back and I said, "Um I just took a test and it says positive" - his response (which is what he says a lot you'll see) was "oh boy!". Little did I know he was right! A boy! We couldn't talk long because he was at work but by the time he got home, I had taken 4 or 5 more tests:
We couldn't stop talking about how shocked we were and we were so excited! I took these pictures to document the night we found out. Sorry dad looks white trash in his "wife beater"
I actually had a doctors appointment the next day to get another prescription for Clomid. So when I got there I just told them that I think this is going to be a different kind of appointment. When I went back, the doctor checked me and made me take another pregnancy test and confirmed that I was pregnant!
She scheduled a sonogram for the next week which turned out to be too early but we got to see you for the first time. My mom (Nandy) and Lane were there but only Lane got to come back with me. This is what we saw which was confirmation that you were in the right spot with the right stuff at this stage! A yolk sac and gestational sac:
Since it was too early, we went back about 3 weeks later and saw this:
The hole looking things in your head is really just CSF (cerebral spinal fluid).
I remember looking over at dad and he was wide eyed just staring. I looked back over at you on the screen and I couldn't help but to cry. Not the ugly boo hoo cry but a few tears came out because it was just so amazing to see you in there, looking like a baby and seeing your heartbeat on the screen. Especially after having tried so hard for months. It was truly the first time we saw you and there really aren't words to explain the feeling. I can't wait for you to have that feeling one day.
The next appointment we had was the Down Syndrome/Trisomy screen at 12 weeks. We decided to have all the tests done because I am a hypochondriac and just wanted to see you more! So I went alone because I didn't know exactly what was going to happen and thought it was just going to be a simple blood test with maybe a quick sonogram. It turned out to be the neatest appointment! I sat down on the bed/chair and the doctor came in and placed the gel/sono thing on my stomach and immediately you came up on the screen in front of me. It was a big screen and I could see you very well. The doctor was really great. The whole appointment I was asking him if you looked smart, and if you were long (because of our height) - we were joking around and laughing and he was showing me your organs and just telling me different things. He measured you and looked at things and said things looked great and then said, "Do you want me to tell you what I think it is?" and I said, "sure" - that is when he pulled up your little behind and said, "see that right there, I think it is a boy".
I have always wanted a boy.
Then he jiggled my tummy to see if you would move and you did! I laughed so hard and couldn't believe it. You kicked all around with your tiny legs and bounced around in there - you were so little but it was the first time I got really excited and things seemed real. There was a little person in there moving around. Such a strange realization because the last sonogram at 8 weeks you didn't move at all.
Some more pictures from that day:
I left and called everyone and again we were excited. Dad was sad he didn't come to the appointment. I could hear the disappointment in his voice and just tried to tell him that the 20 week appointment he would be able to see you do all that. That night I made a "boyish" meal of bagel bites and mac & cheese in celebration:
We went lsat week to the 16 week appointment and heard your little heartbeat and scheduled our 20 week big appointment for Halloween. So we will get to see you again then and confirm that you are in fact a boy!
xoxo
Late June (I know the date but it's TMI). We had been trying for a while and the last "cycle" I had taken Clomid for the first time. Had a positive ovulation test. And yes, cooked pork the night of ..... I remember thinking positive thoughts this month in particular and trusting the Lord with His timing. Because after all, His timing is perfect.
We went to Chicago at the beginning of July and had a great time. Your dad and I walked A LOT, drank coffee and had beer/wine/mixed drinks every night we were there. I didn't think anything of it since we had tried and tried for months for you and always got a negative pregnancy test. We met with Jamil and Luke for dinner one night and the other days/nights got to see what the town had to offer. Napped in Millennium Park, went to museums, boat toured with Nancy (who was in town for a Pampered Chef conference), and ate... A LOT. We got to spend quality time together (which is my Love Language...), laughed a lot and talked about how we wished we could live in a city that cool! We loved it!
The night we came home, we were drinking at the hotel bar waiting for a cab to take us to the airport. I remember distinctly having 4 beers. We left Chicago late and got back to Dallas around 1 or 2 am. The next day (Wednesday), we both had to work so off we went.
I had just spent the day in classes all about bereavement. aka: death. aka: baby death. This week was all about the complications of pregnancy, labor, birth and stillborns, miscarriages, etc. It was horrible. I numbed myself because it was too much. I focused on God's perfect timing and that He was in control of everything, not me so that helped me A LOT. When I got home from my L&D classes that day, I decided I would take a pregnancy test. It was time to check but I was sure it would be negative.
I had some really cheap tests that my friend Cat had gotten from a friend and somehow I ended up with them after a night of hanging out with our friends a few months prior.
I dipped it in my urine and waited.
When I looked, it looked like this:
So I immediately called my sister because if you have a sister, you know, that is who you call because you don't know if that faint line means yes or no or maybe or huh? or kinda or what. So I sent Kate the picture and she said, "You are pregnant". So we got my mom on the phone and told her. It's kind of a blur but everyone was talking and joyful and it was a neat moment.
Then I called your dad at work. I actually e-mailed him at 4:54 pm and told him to "call me" with a message 2 minutes later that said, "Asap". He called me back and I said, "Um I just took a test and it says positive" - his response (which is what he says a lot you'll see) was "oh boy!". Little did I know he was right! A boy! We couldn't talk long because he was at work but by the time he got home, I had taken 4 or 5 more tests:
We couldn't stop talking about how shocked we were and we were so excited! I took these pictures to document the night we found out. Sorry dad looks white trash in his "wife beater"
I actually had a doctors appointment the next day to get another prescription for Clomid. So when I got there I just told them that I think this is going to be a different kind of appointment. When I went back, the doctor checked me and made me take another pregnancy test and confirmed that I was pregnant!
She scheduled a sonogram for the next week which turned out to be too early but we got to see you for the first time. My mom (Nandy) and Lane were there but only Lane got to come back with me. This is what we saw which was confirmation that you were in the right spot with the right stuff at this stage! A yolk sac and gestational sac:
Since it was too early, we went back about 3 weeks later and saw this:
The hole looking things in your head is really just CSF (cerebral spinal fluid).
I remember looking over at dad and he was wide eyed just staring. I looked back over at you on the screen and I couldn't help but to cry. Not the ugly boo hoo cry but a few tears came out because it was just so amazing to see you in there, looking like a baby and seeing your heartbeat on the screen. Especially after having tried so hard for months. It was truly the first time we saw you and there really aren't words to explain the feeling. I can't wait for you to have that feeling one day.
The next appointment we had was the Down Syndrome/Trisomy screen at 12 weeks. We decided to have all the tests done because I am a hypochondriac and just wanted to see you more! So I went alone because I didn't know exactly what was going to happen and thought it was just going to be a simple blood test with maybe a quick sonogram. It turned out to be the neatest appointment! I sat down on the bed/chair and the doctor came in and placed the gel/sono thing on my stomach and immediately you came up on the screen in front of me. It was a big screen and I could see you very well. The doctor was really great. The whole appointment I was asking him if you looked smart, and if you were long (because of our height) - we were joking around and laughing and he was showing me your organs and just telling me different things. He measured you and looked at things and said things looked great and then said, "Do you want me to tell you what I think it is?" and I said, "sure" - that is when he pulled up your little behind and said, "see that right there, I think it is a boy".
I have always wanted a boy.
Then he jiggled my tummy to see if you would move and you did! I laughed so hard and couldn't believe it. You kicked all around with your tiny legs and bounced around in there - you were so little but it was the first time I got really excited and things seemed real. There was a little person in there moving around. Such a strange realization because the last sonogram at 8 weeks you didn't move at all.
Some more pictures from that day:
I left and called everyone and again we were excited. Dad was sad he didn't come to the appointment. I could hear the disappointment in his voice and just tried to tell him that the 20 week appointment he would be able to see you do all that. That night I made a "boyish" meal of bagel bites and mac & cheese in celebration:
We went lsat week to the 16 week appointment and heard your little heartbeat and scheduled our 20 week big appointment for Halloween. So we will get to see you again then and confirm that you are in fact a boy!
xoxo
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