I really want to document this pregnancy, so if that's not your thing, you may want to skip this post.
At first, I planned to do weekly updates, but as sick as I've been, I didn't do a great job of taking a picture every week.
Up until this point, it seems like most of my symptoms have stayed consistent, though they've been in varying degrees.
Weight Gain: I'm not sure. I didn't have my first real OB appointment until 10 weeks.
What's Happening: Baby is growing! My hCG doubled like crazy. We've seen our sweet baby via ultrasound three times!
Feeling: Pregnant. Four days after I found out about the baby, I started being sick. As someone who's not normally ill, it is taking its toll. I'm thankful for a healthy baby! I'm taking a progesterone supplement which makes me feel really bloated and nauseous, too. I'm more tired that normal, but that's to be expected.
Sleep: I'm sleeping really good! We were on vacation during Week 8 and I slept about three hours every afternoon.
Wearing: My shorts are getting tighter. I don't think I've gained weight, but I'm definitely bloated.
Exercise: None. I was running 4-5 hard miles about five days a week when I found out I was pregnant. I was able to keep running for about a week before the extreme nausea entered. Since then, I've been advised not to sweat to keep my barely hydrated body hydrated.
Eating: Whatever I feel like I can keep down. Biscuits, cereal, and potatoes, mostly. Protein is not my friend.
Missing: My normal appetite and energy. If I liked to lounge around, it would be awesome. Not feeling well enough to do anything normally including playing with our boys has really taken its toll on me.
Thoughts: Pregnancy is very different than I anticipated. While I'm not naive enough to think I wouldn't deal with the usual symptoms, I've been shocked at how fast the all-day sickness started. I'm thankful for this baby and if that means I'm sick every day until January 16, so be it. I've also learned to throw all my expectations out of the window. Women are so quick to judge and say what they would or wouldn't do in a certain situation and I've found that until you're faced with it, you won't know what you'd really do.
Monday, July 18, 2016
Wednesday, July 13, 2016
I can't believe that you are nine years old today! The years are flying by too fast! I know I say that every year, but this year, it feels more true than ever.
Over the past year, you have grown and matured so much. You are becoming such a big boy!
You are kind, sweet, and dependable. You are curious about everything and want to know why things work the way they do. You still love to build and want to be an engineer when you grow up.
Your little brother looks up to you so much and you give him a good example to follow. Always remember that Kaden and your new little brother will want to be just like you, so continue to lead by example.
Eight was a big year for you. You completed third grade and loved every hands-on project you did. Mrs. Porter was an awesome teacher and you really enjoyed being in her class. You were Pele for a dress up book report and acted as Anthony Ashley Cooper in your school's wax museum. Our field trip for the year was to WonderWorks and we had a blast!
We went on a few vacations this past year. We spent a few weeks at the beach and also went to Sapelo Island. In the fall, we spent a weekend in Clemson. Our biggest trip of the year was a week at Disney World in January. It was so much fun!
You are such a sweet boy, and lately, you've become more and more affectionate. Daddy and I can't get enough of it! You love your family and your friends and I pray that you will always share the strong bonds you have with each of us.
You love Jesus and want to know more about Him. My greatest prayer is that you will always seek guidance from the Lord and follow His path for your life.
I am so proud of the boy you are becoming. It brings me so much joy to watch your grow and it is the greatest gift to be yours.
I love you more than words can say!
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
About two weeks ago, we found out if we are having a sweet baby girl or boy.
Watch the video below to see!
It's a BOY! We are so excited to be adding another little boy to our family! #mythreesons
All along, I thought we were having a girl. I have been very sick, the baby has a high heart rate, and the majority of the old wive's tales pointed to a girl. As much as I love little boys and have always wanted three boys, I was sure this baby was a girl. So sure, in fact, that I hadn't given any thought to anything boy-related.
Kaden has been all about having a sister and even had to get a pink shirt to wear for the party. At first, K.C. said he wanted a brother, but as it got closer to the time we could find out, he said he didn't care. I really think he didn't want to make Kaden feel bad because he wanted another brother and not a sister like Kaden did.
In the weeks leading up to finding out the gender, I really started to worry about Kaden if the baby wasn't a girl. He kept telling us that if he was God, he would give us a girl and how he prayed for a sister and God always answers your prayers. He was a little sad that it's not a girl, but he is ok because he wants the baby to look just like him. He cracks me up! He's also counting on getting a sister in the future and told me a few days ago that "there's a little girl in your tummy for later." Sweet child!
After everyone left the party, K.C. and I were sitting together talking and he told me how excited he is to be having another brother. He doesn't have to worry about pink things or dolls or a little girl getting his Legos. He's also decided that we need to get a baby gate for the playroom. I think that's a smart idea.
I don't think there was anyone more excited that we'll have three boys than my dad. He came to the party decked out in blue - shorts, shirt, and even a hat. He said he looked for blue shoes, too.
The party was really fun! We had our immediate family and a few of our closest friends. My mom and sister cooked some great food and had plenty of pink and blue. For the actual reveal, we had a cake and poppers and let the boys decide which way they wanted to find out. They picked the poppers of course and I'm glad they did! After we popped them, we cut the blue cake.
This is such an exciting time and I couldn't be happier!
Monday, July 11, 2016
To say we are thrilled about the sweet baby joining our family in January is an understatement. We couldn't be happier or more excited! I thought I'd share the story of this sweet babe with you today.
If you've read my blog for long, you know we've gone through some heartache in trying to expand our family. If you've dealt with the same thing and are in the midst of infertility, I hope that our story will give you hope. As an eternal optimist, I am shocked at the emotional toll this process has had on me. My sweet encouraging husband and God's grace are the only things that have pulled me through.
In March, I took another round of Clomid and we found out a few weeks later it didn't work. At that point, I just decided that I was going to live life and not worry about it. I clung to the hope that in a few months, something would work. I got back to my normal routine and was running 4-5 miles almost daily at a sub 7 minute pace. I didn't give pregnancy a thought and knew if it was meant to be, it would happen. I raced for the first time in over six months on April 23 and was really excited with my 19:57 and first place female finish. Little did I know, that was the baby's first race.
In late April, I was driving home from the boys' baseball game and saw a rainbow in the sky. At the same time a song by Danny Gokey called "Tell Your Heart to Beat Again" came on the radio. Ordinarily, I'm not an emotional person, but this song brought tears to my eyes, and for the first time in months - I dare say a year - I felt peace about this situation.
The days rolled on and I wouldn't dare let myself get to a place of thinking about pregnancy. We had a few vacations planned for the beginning of summer, so I was excited for those and the prospect that maybe something would happen soon.
On the morning of Friday, May 6, I woke up with this really odd feeling that I had to take a pregnancy test. I didn't tell Kevin because I knew it was going to be negative. We had no reason - medically - to think it was possible to become pregnant at that point naturally. I took a test, looked at it really quick and didn't even see one line, much less, two, and threw it in my closet. I was about to get in the shower when I felt like I needed to look again. Mind you, it had been about 30 seconds since I threw the test in the closet, but when I picked it back up, two of the brightest pink lines I've ever seen were on the test. I was in shock and started shaking. I opened the bathroom door and just held the test for Kevin to see.
To say we were shocked it an understatement. I immediately sent a message to my doctor and got ready for the day. As I pulled out of my driveway that morning to go to my doctor's office to have blood drawn, "Tell Your Heart to Beat Again" came on the radio. A few hours later, my doctor called with good news - my hCG was high (133) and my progesterone was good (13). I was definitely pregnant. Based on everything, we calculated that I wasn't even four weeks pregnant. We called our parents with the good news. I started taking a progesterone supplement that day.
I went back to the doctor on Monday morning to have blood drawn again to make sure the hCG was doubling. I received a call back that it was more than doubling (711!) and had an appointment scheduled that Friday for an ultrasound.
I was definitely nervous leading up to the ultrasound, but I knew things were going to be ok. Every time I got in my car from the morning we found out through all of my early appointments, "Tell Your Heart to Beat Again" came on the radio. It could sound silly, but for me, I felt like God was calming my spirit through the words of this song.
On Friday, May 13, I had my first ultrasound. Since it was so early (not even five weeks), all my doctor wanted to see was the gestational sac. It was there and looked great! I had my hCG (6,939) and progesterone (23) checked again.
The next week, I had to go in for some tests and had the hCG checked again (27,527) for peace of mind. We were thinking it could be twins based on the doubling rate of my hCG! God is good!
On May 27, I had another ultrasound and we were able to see the heartbeat at an excellent rate of 119! Since everything looked good, we decided to tell the boys a few days later. We had a trip planned to Sapelo Island during the first week in June and I knew I wouldn't be able to do things like normal and at this point, I was already really sick.
On Sunday, May 29, we told the boys they were going to be big brothers. They were both so excited. For some time now, they've been talking about having a little brother or sister. K.C. said he didn't care if it was a girl or boy, but Kaden has been adamant that he wants a sister. It was sweet seeing their excitement over the baby.
On June 10, I had a third ultrasound at 8 weeks 6 days where we saw a strong heartbeat of 160! The next day, we left for a week at the beach with my family.
When we got home from the beach, I was still really stick and hadn't been able to drink much at all, so I went to the hospital for IV fluids on June 19. A good family friend in an OB nurse and she has really helped me during this time. While I was there, she and another nurse heard the baby's heartbeat on the doppler. I was excited!
I had my first regular OB appointment on June 22. Kevin had to be out of town for work that week, unfortunately, so my sister met me at the doctor in case I needed something. I had another ultrasound and this time, we were able to hear the heartbeat (159!). When I found out I'd be having an ultrasound, I got my sister to walk back. She was able to video the screen so Kevin was able to hear the heartbeat, too. That night, the boys were so excited to hear their baby brother or sister's heart beat so fast.
At my appointment on June 22, I found out that we could find out the gender using a blood test that checks for Down syndrome and a few other things. I wasn't too anxious to find out and was ok with waiting a few more weeks, but when I found out that we could know this early, I couldn't wait.
I can't wait to share the gender of our sweet baby with you tomorrow!