Here it goes...

I haven't blogged in forever because the one thing I really wanted to blog about was to be kept secret. Plus I have had no creative juices whatsoever and nothing interesting to say because my life was wrapped up in said secret. Which was...I am pregnant. It really surprised me because I was not expecting to get pregnant so soon after my miscarriage. So it kinda threw me for a loop. I found out I was pregnant the day before my last post, so that was June 23. I had miscarried on April 23 and had a sorta but not really menstrual cycle in May. So by the time the end of June rolled around, I thought, hmm...I should've had another cycle by now. So I decided to go to Wal-mart and get a cheap $3 pregnancy test just so I could put my wondering to rest. Lo and behold it was boldly positive within 3 minutes. I couldn't believe my eyes. For one, never before had I gotten an insanely clear response so quick, and for two I just didn't think it was possible because all other attempts at getting pregnant have lasted at least several months. So I was shocked. I decided to immediately call my doctor because she had told me to call when I found out the next time I was pregnant so they could get started on watching things closely from the beginning. I called and they told me to go into the lab to get my blood drawn so they could measure the HCG hormone levels. I did and the next day they called with positive results but did say that my progesterone levels were low so I needed to start on progesterone and to go back the next day to take another blood test just to make sure the HCG levels were doubling. I started on progesterone that day and did the other blood test and they said it had doubled which was a good sign. Then they set me up with an appointment for the following week to have my first ultrasound.
I went back in a week later to have the ultrasound and I was, of course, extremely nervous. But the ultrasound turned out great and although there was only a little blob there, they did find the heartbeat already a'beating. I was measured at 5weeks and 5 days. We made another appointment for the following two weeks.
At my next appointment I was again really nervous as to what they would find but I had been feeling pretty nauseous beginning that week and knew that was a "good" sign. My nurse and doctor were great and wanted to do the ultrasound first before going into all the informational detail that they usually do for a first ob appointment. The doctor came in and did the ultrasound, again I held my breath, but there it was! A perfect little ball with tiny nubs for arms and legs and look, it just wiggled its little body! I was extremely relieved and the doctor was so cute, she said "yay, its a baby!" So she was excited for me as well, knowing my history. We were able to see the heartbeat and then she zoomed in and then I was able to hear the heartbeat. How awesome is it to see this tiny little life and see and hear that it has a little heart beating just like I do? When she left the room I was just so grateful and got a bit teary-eyed as I praised the Lord that the baby was okay. Unfortunately James was not there to witness this because of his work schedule but he was just as excited as I was when I told him all about it and showed him the ultrasound picture. I was 8 weeks that day and it was the farthest I have ever gotten in a pregnancy, so we were thrilled.