And . . . here’s where I tell all – the main reason I had been on a blogging hiatus for so long. (My apologies to those who were waiting for me to write this the day after my last post. Once again, crazy life made the time impossible.)
No, that’s not a bloated dinner belly. Heaven help me if it was! That belly is exactly what it looks like. I’m pregnant again! That picture was taken at 18 weeks. I’ll be 19 weeks on Monday. Below is our little marshmallow (as hubby likes to call him/her) at 13 weeks.
You may be wondering why it’s taken me so long to blog about the pregnancy, but if you’ve read my past pregnancy posts, I think you could get a general idea. This pregnancy has already put us through several loops, but God is faithful and has graciously given us the strength to get through. When we first found out we were pregnant again, needless to say, we were beyond nervous. Would we lose this baby too? A little over six weeks in, and we were sure we were re-living the nightmare again. I came home after a rigorous workout and felt extreme cramping. The cramps were so bad that I couldn’t stand up, but I also couldn’t sit either. I was in so much pain, and it wasn’t long before the bleeding started. Sobs wracked my chest. I didn’t know how many more times I could handle going through this. Hours later, our little family sat in the emergency room, waiting to find out what was the inevitable. When they brought in the ultrasound machine, I let my emotions turn cold, bc I was so sure it was going to be the same as last time. To our great surprise though, the ER doctor just smiled and said there indeed was an egg sac. I almost didn’t believe him at first. How in the world could I have had so much pain and bleeding, but the baby still be okay? We got our answer less than a week later.
We had been pregnant with twins but lost one. Hence, the cramping and the bleeding. They call it a Vanishing Twin, and apparently it occurs a lot more often than people realize. Many women have lost a twin and not realized it. For us, the evidence of the other amniotic sac was still there. There was no mistaking we had two babies at one point. We walked out of that 7-week appt with mixed feelings. We were thrilled that the one baby survived but sad over the loss of the other. And losing that one added to the nervousness we already had about this pregnancy.
So many times we have had to give this baby over to the Lord and trust that He knows what He’s doing. I find that I’m having to remind myself of that almost every day. Whether or not He allows us to keep this baby is completely up to Him. But saying that and actually living it is beyond difficult. It became especially difficult when our little Andrew’s due date rolled around. Andrew’s due date was June 30, and I was about 15 weeks pregnant with this baby. That time was very difficult, and I’ll post about that on another day.
For now, we’ll just celebrate the one that is currently growing inside my belly, and growing it is! I’m not even 20 weeks yet, and I feel huge! Ah well. This pregnancy was so different from all the others. I never had morning sickness until this one. It hit me hard for a couple weeks. I’m still having nausea here and there, but the 24-hour stuff is finally past. That morning sickness stuff was completely new to me this time around. I’m just thankful that it usually indicates a healthy baby. 🙂 Baby’s due date is Christmas Eve, and we’ll be finding out boy or girl in 4 days! We are beyond excited!
Oh, and we got a puppy! Her name is Daisy, and she is the sweetest Golden Retriever ever.