First of all, I just have to say how thankful and completely overwhelmed Sean and I are for all of your support, notes, likes, comments....! It was incredible to finally share the news with you all and the response was absolutely dreamy. THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart and belly!
I wanted to share with you all the details of my 1st trimester in this post. After Sean and I found out we were pregnant on that November day, it was a long wait for the first appointment. We ended up seeing the doctor for our 8 week check at 7 weeks 2 days. Let's back track real quick to July... When we first got pregnant and went in at 8 weeks 2 days for our sonogram, they told us that the baby's heart had stopped beating at 8 weeks. Had we gone in at 7.2 last time, we'd have heard a heartbeat and then it probably would have been at our 12 week appointment where we'd find out the baby wasn't living. So going in this time before the actual 8 week date made me super nervous. Sean came with me held my hand as we had the sonogram, saw our baby, and saw the tiny flicker of a heartbeat. That was a huge relief to see and very magical, but I still wouldn't be convinced that everything was ok until later on. The tech said that the baby looked good, was right on schedule, and had a heartbeat, so that was something to praise.
And I praised every single day. This pregnancy definitely felt different than the first one. I was extremely nauseous EVERY SINGLE DAY. I didn't throw up daily, but it definitely happened a lot. And the morning sickness was an all day every day occurrence with no relief. I even wished to throw up so I could get some kind of reprieve, but that didn't always happen. I would sit in my office with the door closed and lights dimmed, lean back as far as I could or curl up in a ball, and be miserable until I could go home for the day and immediately go to bed. Nothing sounded good to eat, and everything made me gag. The one thing I could actually eat and enjoy were Spaghettios... (I know that is totally shameful, but I secretly enjoyed it). But with the "morning" sickness, came the feeling of being pregnant. I was actually grateful for all of my symptoms as it was just a reminder that I was pregnant and things were progressing like they should. I recall a very clear instance when my head was in the toilet, I was crying and feeling totally miserable. But in between heaves, I was looking up and thanking the Lord for this feeling because I knew my baby was growing. I never once complained, even though my description of how I felt probably sounded like it. I was thankful though. God answered our prayers and showed me daily that everything was going to be alright.
It felt like forever waiting for that next appointment at 12 weeks. Of course, there were still some nerves, but when I laid down on the table and heard the incredible thump thump thump of my baby's heartbeat for the first time, I knew everything was going to be just fine. It was the most wonderful sound I had ever heard and I had the nurse do it again and again so I could record it. And now it felt real.
At this point, we were ready to start telling people that we were pregnant. We actually told our parents and siblings on Thanksgiving day (after our first appointment), but then started telling other family members and friends after we heard the heartbeat. We knew the baby was growing and we were ready to start celebrating. AND, a few days after I got into my 13th week, the sickness stopped! I got some energy back, my belly was definitely showing, and everything about the pregnancy was feeling wonderful. We ended up doing the genetic testing in my 13th week and the perinatal doctor told us that this baby looked perfectly healthy and strong. And every day was like a dream. I couldn't believe this was finally happening for us and that we were finally going to have a baby after all of this! As my first trimester ended, I just felt an incredible sense of happiness, love, joy, and peace. This definitely is the baby we've been waiting for, and I know as soon as we hold this precious gift in our arms, we'll know that everything God put us through was for this specific reason. We are truly and fully blessed and we just want to thank and praise our incredible God!
16 Week BUMPDATE
I have never been a fan of the stickers that tell you what fruit your baby is. I'm not sure why, I love fruit! And now that I have one growing inside me, I love being able to see the size. But it also just doesn't feel like me, so I decided that I will post a weekly photo for you with a bible verse. And until we pick a name and share with you the gender, little baby will henceforth be referred to as Mini Mohn! And just look at that belly! I absolutely love this thing and can't wait for it to get bigger and bigger. (Remind me I said that in 4 months when I'm a whale and miserable)... I actually went to the doctor this morning and found out that I have lost weight. I haven't done my Camp Gladiator workouts in three months and it's definitely muscle that I'm losing, unfortunately. So now I have strict instructions to get serious with my protein intake and get back to my modified workouts.
My sisters will be here this weekend with me while Sean's out of town with his dad. I've bought some paint colors to test in our nursery and we're going to do a little decor shopping. I'm so glad I have my energy back. This is such a fun and exciting time and I just love looking at all things little baby!
Have a wonderful weekend everyone! See you next week!