As the pregnancy continues, I have noticed that I am really looking forward to new milestones! The newest one that I am extremely anxious for is feeling movement!
According to everything I have read (from books to online articles), the first movements can be felt anywhere from 16-22 weeks. I have also read all of the different descriptions of what it feels like too... it feels like butterflies fluttering, fish swimming, gas bubbles, etc. But I wanted to make sure that when I feel it, I know what it is! So, all week, I have been anxious to feel SOMETHING!
While I know that it's not very likely that I will feel something this early (even if some do), I still think that I might have felt some movement on Wednesday evening! When I got home, I laid on the couch and started talking to Dusty about the day. Just before getting up to fix dinner... I felt something. It was sort of like fish swimming or gas bubbles. It felt like my stomach feels when it rubbles and growls, but it was different then a stomach growl, and it was in the same location that the heartbeat was heard at my last doctor's appointment.
Whether it was movement or not, I still don't know. I haven't felt anything since then, but I will have a much better idea as to if that feeling Wednesday night was the baby or not when I start to feel stronger, more consistent movement!
For now... I'm going to say that I felt it! :)
4.23.2010
4.20.2010
The news is out...
We're expecting! We waited to break the news to the world when we reached the second trimester... which just so happened to be Easter Sunday! Though our immediate family was in the loop long before the 14 week mark, it was exciting to get to tell other friends and the rest of our extended family. And it was pretty significant to us that we were able to share our news on such a significant holiday!
In an attempt to keep track of this pregnancy (since I've never been through this before), I plan on using this as a place to keep up with doctor's appointments and momentus occasions that will happen along the way. With that being said... I'll start by saying that my LMD was December 27, so based on that date, our expected due date is October 3. We have now had 2 doctor's appointments that I will give more detail on in a bit, and we plan on finding out what we are expecting in about a month. This will be the first grandchild for both of my parents, and the second for Dusty's mom (though it will be the first one in a while for her since Sophia is 8), but still kind of the first for Dusty's dad.
To back track a little... we officially quit "preventing" at the end of October. So a few months passed and no news. By January, I felt very hopeful, but didn't want to set myself up for disappointment. But around the same time I accompanied friends to Orlando to pick up the Haitian boy they were adopting, I realized that I hadn't started yet. I was pretty tired all week, but I blaimed that on the fact that I had only gotten about 4 hours of sleep in over 40 hours earlier that week. Well, once I realized that the dates lined up correctly, and nothing was happening, I decided to take a pregnancy test. I took it first thing when I got up on January 28th, and before I could put the test on the counter to wait for results, the "pregnant" line started showing up. I jumped in the shower and started getting ready as normal, but the thoughts going through my head were anything but normal. When I got out of the shower, I checked the test again to confirm that it was a positive result. I wasn't sure what or how to tell Dusty. But when I opened the bathroom door, I called to him (he was still asleep) and simply said... Honey -- I'm pregnant. He quickly picked his head up and replied with "Really?" The next few minutes are kind of a blur... I think it was a mix of excitement and nervousness. And while we wanted to call everyone we knew, we tried to contain ourselves because we didn't want to get too excited too quickly, especially since we were only 4.5 weeks along.
The next several weeks slowly moved by. And though I was a little tired, I didn't really experience many of the "typical" pregnancy symptoms. I called to make an appointment when I was about 6.5 weeks along, but the appointment they gave me was still 3.5 weeks away. I will admit that those 3.5 weeks felt like they would NEVER pass! When the time finally came for our first appointment, I was 10 weeks along, and eager to see the doctor. Still not experiencing any symptoms, I wanted to make sure everything was okay.
Our first appointment was scheduled for March 8, and it started a little rough. I had set my alarm the night before to allow us PLENTY of time to make it to Anderson (about 25 minutes away), but I had silenced my phone the night before at church meeting and didn't even think to unsilence it. So, when I woke up on that Monday morning, I saw realized that we needed to be leaving in 10 minutes! Obviously, I felt the need to shower, espcially since I wasn't sure what this first appointment would entail. Dusty was great... he quickly got ready and tended to the dogs while simply waiting for me to finish up. Because we were running late, I called the doctor's office, and was told that they would still see me, but since we were late we would have to be worked back in to the morning work scheudle. We waited for what seemed like (and may have been) an hour before I was called back to answer some questions and have my blood pressure checked. I was also informed that I would be having an internal ultrasound that morning to confirm the pregnancy, but the wait would continue since the ultrasound rooms were backed up.
I guess it was another 30 minutes passed before they called us both back. Once in the ultrasound room, I changed into the lovely papertowel-like sheet and waited some more! Waiting for the doctor made me start to get anxious. What if things weren't okay? What if the baby wasn't as developed as it should be at this point? What if there were multiple babies? I expressed my anxiety to Dusty and he pointed out a verse on the wall... Philippians 4: 6-7: Do not be anxieous about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transends all understand, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. Very shortly after being comforted from reading that the doctor came in!
The ultrasound got underway, and the most adorable image instantly popped up on the screen.
In an attempt to keep track of this pregnancy (since I've never been through this before), I plan on using this as a place to keep up with doctor's appointments and momentus occasions that will happen along the way. With that being said... I'll start by saying that my LMD was December 27, so based on that date, our expected due date is October 3. We have now had 2 doctor's appointments that I will give more detail on in a bit, and we plan on finding out what we are expecting in about a month. This will be the first grandchild for both of my parents, and the second for Dusty's mom (though it will be the first one in a while for her since Sophia is 8), but still kind of the first for Dusty's dad.
To back track a little... we officially quit "preventing" at the end of October. So a few months passed and no news. By January, I felt very hopeful, but didn't want to set myself up for disappointment. But around the same time I accompanied friends to Orlando to pick up the Haitian boy they were adopting, I realized that I hadn't started yet. I was pretty tired all week, but I blaimed that on the fact that I had only gotten about 4 hours of sleep in over 40 hours earlier that week. Well, once I realized that the dates lined up correctly, and nothing was happening, I decided to take a pregnancy test. I took it first thing when I got up on January 28th, and before I could put the test on the counter to wait for results, the "pregnant" line started showing up. I jumped in the shower and started getting ready as normal, but the thoughts going through my head were anything but normal. When I got out of the shower, I checked the test again to confirm that it was a positive result. I wasn't sure what or how to tell Dusty. But when I opened the bathroom door, I called to him (he was still asleep) and simply said... Honey -- I'm pregnant. He quickly picked his head up and replied with "Really?" The next few minutes are kind of a blur... I think it was a mix of excitement and nervousness. And while we wanted to call everyone we knew, we tried to contain ourselves because we didn't want to get too excited too quickly, especially since we were only 4.5 weeks along.
The next several weeks slowly moved by. And though I was a little tired, I didn't really experience many of the "typical" pregnancy symptoms. I called to make an appointment when I was about 6.5 weeks along, but the appointment they gave me was still 3.5 weeks away. I will admit that those 3.5 weeks felt like they would NEVER pass! When the time finally came for our first appointment, I was 10 weeks along, and eager to see the doctor. Still not experiencing any symptoms, I wanted to make sure everything was okay.
Our first appointment was scheduled for March 8, and it started a little rough. I had set my alarm the night before to allow us PLENTY of time to make it to Anderson (about 25 minutes away), but I had silenced my phone the night before at church meeting and didn't even think to unsilence it. So, when I woke up on that Monday morning, I saw realized that we needed to be leaving in 10 minutes! Obviously, I felt the need to shower, espcially since I wasn't sure what this first appointment would entail. Dusty was great... he quickly got ready and tended to the dogs while simply waiting for me to finish up. Because we were running late, I called the doctor's office, and was told that they would still see me, but since we were late we would have to be worked back in to the morning work scheudle. We waited for what seemed like (and may have been) an hour before I was called back to answer some questions and have my blood pressure checked. I was also informed that I would be having an internal ultrasound that morning to confirm the pregnancy, but the wait would continue since the ultrasound rooms were backed up.
I guess it was another 30 minutes passed before they called us both back. Once in the ultrasound room, I changed into the lovely papertowel-like sheet and waited some more! Waiting for the doctor made me start to get anxious. What if things weren't okay? What if the baby wasn't as developed as it should be at this point? What if there were multiple babies? I expressed my anxiety to Dusty and he pointed out a verse on the wall... Philippians 4: 6-7: Do not be anxieous about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transends all understand, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus. Very shortly after being comforted from reading that the doctor came in!
The ultrasound got underway, and the most adorable image instantly popped up on the screen.
As Dr. Shelley zoomed in toward the head and hands, our precious little one waved its little arm! Dr. Shelley asked it if it was going to wave at us, and then made the comment that she had never seen that so early. Then she said she would listen for the heartbeat. It took a minute to come up, but she centered on the heart and the swooshing sound quickly came out. The heartbeat was right around 160, and Dr. Shelley said it sounded good. Once measured, she said that the baby was on track (technically 4 days ahead of where it should be).
The appointment was a joyous time for us, and we were so pleased with how things were going. Since, then I have had another appointment, where again they checked my weight and blood pressure, but also asked all kinds of health questions and had me give a urine sample. By the time I saw the doctor, all she need to do was use a doppler to hear the heartbeat again. An assistant (who was in training) used the doppler, and about gave me a heart-attack when she couldn't pick up the heartbeat. Thankfully, Dr. Shelley advised her to try in a different place, and once she landed on Dr. Shelley's advised spot... instant swooshing sound (in the 160s again). :)
As for now... I guess it's so far so good. I am now 16 weeks (and 2 days), and I go back again April 28. Still no symptoms, and until the last week or so, I haven't really been looking pregnant. When I take some pictures this week, I will try to post them. Other than that, we are very excited and the fun of guessing what it will be has already started. Dusty is rooting for a boy (of course), but I really don't have a preference! I am just getting excited about seeing the little one again.
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