...in songs of joy!!!
All is well with baby Biscuit! Praise the Lord!
I work up and read my Bible verse calendar and it said, Praise the Lord, for the Lord is good; sing praise to his name, for that is pleasant. Psalm 135:3. I thought to myself, I sure hope I am praising the Lord for continued life today, not life that once existed.
My appointment went well, despite the hour wait time. I almost thought DH was going to have to leave before we saw the doctor because he had a meeting he had to be back at work for, and we hadn't accounted for the doctor running so far behind schedule. I started crying in the exam room because I didn't want to face the appointment without him there. (I told you I still don't like OB appointments.)
Thankfully, the doctor came in shortly after I had dried my tears and did another quick ultrasound. It was amazing to see how much the baby had grown in 4 weeks (from 1.4 cm to 5.4 cm). It actually looked like a baby! I was measuring 12 weeks (I think I'm 11W 5 or 6 days), but we couldn't get a profile shot for an accurate crown to rump measurement because the baby was looking right at the camera. It's as if he/she knew we were looking at him/her. Little stinker. Is that possible at 12 weeks? Then the doctor did a 4D ultrasound to get a profile shot (I guess 4D takes a 3D image and rotates it).
The doctor was so good about pointing out all of the features that looked great. We heard a nice, strong heartbeat again. We saw the parts of the brain and small chambers of the heart. We saw the arms and legs, feet, and tiny fingers. The abdominal wall looked good and strong, the spine was good, and the placenta was visible. She was very encouraging that we had made it out of the 1st trimester, but I thought 1st trimester started at 13 weeks? Who knows. I'm not worrying about that at this point. Everything we've seen and heard this whole pregnancy has been just fine, so that's what I'm going on. I'm waiting to hear what my progesterone numbers are from today, but I doubt I'll be stopping the shots.
I am just in shock today. Even as I sit here looking at the ultrasound pictures that I know were taken of my body, I can't believe that there is a baby (a living baby) inside my body. It still doesn't seem real. Is this really happening? Why me, God, and not some other IF bloggers? Why now at this time, God? When am I going to wake up from the dream and find it's over? It all seems too good to be true, but I'm trying to believe that this is really happening and will continue to happen for another 28 weeks.
We're going to tell our families early next week. Part of me wants to shout from the rooftops- look at this amazing thing God has done in my broken, IF body! I've been keeping the biggest secret of my life now for 7 weeks and I'm ready to tell people of how God has performed a miracle. I still can't explain when, how, or why we got pregnant (aside from an egg meeting a sperm, etc.). It truly was God's work. But then, part of me is still cautious. What happens if something goes wrong and I have to tell all the people that know. But there will always be that chance for the next 28 weeks (and really throughout the child's lifetime) that something could go wrong, so I'm choosing to give God glory now for this amazing work He has done. Thank you, Lord, for this amazing gift that I am unworthy to carry.
All is well with baby Biscuit! Praise the Lord!
I work up and read my Bible verse calendar and it said, Praise the Lord, for the Lord is good; sing praise to his name, for that is pleasant. Psalm 135:3. I thought to myself, I sure hope I am praising the Lord for continued life today, not life that once existed.
My appointment went well, despite the hour wait time. I almost thought DH was going to have to leave before we saw the doctor because he had a meeting he had to be back at work for, and we hadn't accounted for the doctor running so far behind schedule. I started crying in the exam room because I didn't want to face the appointment without him there. (I told you I still don't like OB appointments.)
Thankfully, the doctor came in shortly after I had dried my tears and did another quick ultrasound. It was amazing to see how much the baby had grown in 4 weeks (from 1.4 cm to 5.4 cm). It actually looked like a baby! I was measuring 12 weeks (I think I'm 11W 5 or 6 days), but we couldn't get a profile shot for an accurate crown to rump measurement because the baby was looking right at the camera. It's as if he/she knew we were looking at him/her. Little stinker. Is that possible at 12 weeks? Then the doctor did a 4D ultrasound to get a profile shot (I guess 4D takes a 3D image and rotates it).
The doctor was so good about pointing out all of the features that looked great. We heard a nice, strong heartbeat again. We saw the parts of the brain and small chambers of the heart. We saw the arms and legs, feet, and tiny fingers. The abdominal wall looked good and strong, the spine was good, and the placenta was visible. She was very encouraging that we had made it out of the 1st trimester, but I thought 1st trimester started at 13 weeks? Who knows. I'm not worrying about that at this point. Everything we've seen and heard this whole pregnancy has been just fine, so that's what I'm going on. I'm waiting to hear what my progesterone numbers are from today, but I doubt I'll be stopping the shots.
I am just in shock today. Even as I sit here looking at the ultrasound pictures that I know were taken of my body, I can't believe that there is a baby (a living baby) inside my body. It still doesn't seem real. Is this really happening? Why me, God, and not some other IF bloggers? Why now at this time, God? When am I going to wake up from the dream and find it's over? It all seems too good to be true, but I'm trying to believe that this is really happening and will continue to happen for another 28 weeks.
We're going to tell our families early next week. Part of me wants to shout from the rooftops- look at this amazing thing God has done in my broken, IF body! I've been keeping the biggest secret of my life now for 7 weeks and I'm ready to tell people of how God has performed a miracle. I still can't explain when, how, or why we got pregnant (aside from an egg meeting a sperm, etc.). It truly was God's work. But then, part of me is still cautious. What happens if something goes wrong and I have to tell all the people that know. But there will always be that chance for the next 28 weeks (and really throughout the child's lifetime) that something could go wrong, so I'm choosing to give God glory now for this amazing work He has done. Thank you, Lord, for this amazing gift that I am unworthy to carry.
Praising God with you for restoring what was broken!
ReplyDeleteI too struggle with whether or not to let people know if/when we do conceive. I think I'm leaning toward telling people...that way if something does go wrong, I won't have to hide the sadness and hopefully have support to get through it.
Thank you Jesus!
ReplyDeleteSo, so happy for you.
So great to hear how well things are going! Praise the Lord, indeed!
ReplyDeleteYeah, that's great news! I like to go ahead and tell people when we're pregnant because there is a life there, and I want people to pray for the baby. Plus, both times that we have miscarried, I didn't go through it alone. My family and friends were there to comfort me. So glad things are going well for you! Yahoo!
ReplyDeletePraise the Lord!!! I am so happy to read this! Prayers will continue for your growing family!
ReplyDeleteHOORAY!!!!!
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