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We’ll meet him tomorrow, it’s only a day away!
After a very long 4 years of praying for another child and 9 months of pregnancy, tomorrow is the day that we meet baby Sam. I have so much running through my head today. I don’t know if getting my fears out on here would be helpful or scare me even more. I am going to do my best not to dwell on my nerves but rather spend the day preparing and praying!
So, I ask for your prayers tomorrow! I will be back in a few days to introduce the Prince!
Pregnancy is a pretty amazing time in your life. It is this time of bonding and growing somone one created out of love inside of you. Gentle rolls and playful kicks. Hiccups as they learn how to breathe. Strangers can’t help but ooh and ahh over your belly, deperate just to touch it for just a moment as if were Buddah. See, I really do love being pregnant.
Now that all of that I have gotten out all of the sunshine and rainbows, I am about to whine. Before you call me ungrateful, know that I waited a long time for this beloved baby and I love him more than anything and he is worth the pain that your body has to endure. Up until a few weeks ago I had pretty little to complain about. Perfect pregnancy. I had the little basketball belly, weight gain within reason, still sleeping and no swelling. Pretty much the opposite of my pregnancy with the princess.
But, I had 30 weeks and things started to slowly get a lot harder. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. Which means the one great privledge of pregnancy has been revoked. I am basically on a diet. I have to count my carbs and sugar intake, take meds and poke my fingers 4 times a day to check my glucose levels. Which in itself isn’t that bad, but GD often means big babies. An ultrasound last week showed that Sammy was no exception to that rule. He weighed in at 6 lbs and 6 oz at 35 weeks and measured almost 3 weeks ahead. They also want to keep GD babies in until at least 38-39 weeks which means his potential to gain 1/2 to 1 lb a week from her here on out is very likely. Um, that could be over 11 lbs! My dreams of doing this natural are going out the window. TMI alert, with the princess her labor was 6 hours and she came out on the first real push and at 7 bs and 5 oz gave me severe bilateral tearing. Healing was extremely hard and the pain of the following weeks was worse than the real labor, so if 7 lbs did that to me….I really can’t imagine 11 lbs coming out easily.
His big size has also has me now high risk and I have to see a perinatolgist, diabetes counselor, my ob and have 2 non stress tests a week. So, trying to work, taxi the princess to preschool and get to all of my appointments has been hard. I am so tired at the end of the day but sleeping is out the window. He is so big that no matter how I lay I can’t sleep. My joints are all seperating and just turning over from side to side really is excruciating. Every night brings leg cramps that bring me to tears and my poor hubby has to get up with me several times a night to massage the cramps out of my legs and also to helps me roll over so I can get up to pee. If you need a visual, think beached whale.
So, to wrap up my whining.
Samuel…I love you…but please come out. Come out when you are healthy and ready but your mama is falling apart.
To say that this pregnancy has gone fast would be an understatement. Each day I wake up with this ever growing belly and wonder how in the world I got so lucky. For those who have known me or followed my blog know that I have suffered from secondary infertility for the past 3.5 years and had gone through all sorts of tests and meds and nothing ever worked. Back in September I had hit the bottom in my sadness and aching for another child. I was sitting in a staff meeting at work and began to weep. Not the pretty tears, I tell you. Someone walked up to me after our meeting and asked to pray for me. I silently shook my head to let her know that I would appreciate that. After praying for awhile she put her hand on my belly and said she felt God telling her that he was putting something in my belly. Another person prayed for me later and said that they felt God telling them that I was his treasure and he was giving me a gift.
A little over a week later with no symptoms at all I decided to take a pregnancy test. I just couldn’t shake what was prayed over me. Sure enough there was two lines and 15 pregnancy tests later I started to believe that it was really true. At 9 weeks I got my first ultrasound in which the pregnancy dated back to the day I recieved prayer and the day I was healed.
Now at 20 weeks I am halfway there and looking forward to May when I can hold my son! Yep, we found out last week that we have been blessed with a baby boy! Alaina is excited to have a baby brother and we are excited to have some blue in the mix around here!
In 20 weeks or less, Samuel Nolan will grace us with his presence! God is so amazing!
Literally.
After three and a half years of infertility treatments, countless doctor visits and being told that having another baby was near impossible we have overcome the odds. God was faithful to the promise that he would add to our family. Albeit, in his timing and not mine. But, his timing and plans are perfect so coming this May….we will be adding a new little Moore.
