2nd prenatal

Another prenatal happened...

You know, the embarrassing one that includes hospital gowns, gloves, and stirrups... not the kind that you'd find in a saddle either.

I was a little nervous, but it seems that the more that I take God at his word and remember all that he has told me and promised me, the more blessed I realize that I am! It is amazing! I got the blood results back, apparently they decided to finish looking over the vials and vials of blood I gave. ( That was another adventure alltogether... The huge needle pushed into my vein, the vials taken, the slightly queasy, lightheaded feeling as I walked back out to the waiting room to meet my husband!) Everything was perfect. My blood type is a good compatible one, my hemoglobin was good, I am immune to everything I am supposed to be immune to.... all in all I am very healthy, and the HCG levels are right where they are supposed to be!

Then all that jazz happened, and she felt for my uterus, which is just the right size! Relief and joy swept over me! Joy of all joys everything is exaclty the way it is supposed to be! I am so amazed at the sheer power and delicacy of the miracle that is happening inside of me! At last my baby looks like a baby, though only a little over an inch long. It's little fingers and toes, nose and ears, are all perfect and just where they are supposed to be. In only three more days my baby officially passes out of the embryo stage and becomes a tiny fetus!

God is good, and I am so thankful that he answers my prayers!

Anticipation.

Anticipation.

I swear I both love and hate it. God must love it because it's like Christmas all the time.

First I waited for a husband... impatiently... he brought me the perfect one at the perfect time.

Then I waited to get married...a little worried... nothing went wrong at all during the whole day.

Then I waited to get pregnant... when I least expected it I saw two pink lines.

Now I am waiting for this baby and my stomach to grow... and I am finally learning to just take God at his word and trust him.

He is so good.

I am so excited to meet this little person, this person that is only an inch long inside my body.

This little one that is only really felt by me.

I can't wait to feel the first kick! I can't wait till the first time that Travis feels the baby kick!

I can't wait till my first ultrasound and the first time I hear the heartbeat!

There is so much to anticipate!

positive tests

Ahhh it's been a while again. Oh well. I don't have access very often anymore. I suppose everyone ( particularily anyone who would read my blog) knows that I am pregnant! I am so excited. In the first week that I knew I think I did seven tests and giggled all over again every time that they were positive. I am waiting with baited breath for the arrival of a baby bump!

My slightly bloated belly just isn't doing it for me just yet. I can't wait till I can't see my feet.

So many people have asked me " What do you think? Is it a boy or a girl?" Well I couldn't tell you, we haven't chatted yet. At first I thought it is a boy for sure, but then a little later when the actual organs would be forming, I started thinking girl... which is my current stance.

So it depends on whether you believe in gut instinct or first response ( girls I couldn't help the pun, they are the best tests after all).

So far it has been a glorious adventure! Yes, glorious despite the vomiting each morning ( which I have down to a science now) the pickled carrots, and the sleepless nights. I love to watch my dear husband as he pats my belly and says in his most appealing baby talk voice, " Hello in there, little guy!"

REally, I am most in awe of God. The fact that in eight short weeks of pregnancy he is forming a perfect little being in my womb. My baby already has it's own set of perfect individual fingerprints, a heart that is beating far faster than mine, kidneys, lungs, a little nose... I have a perfect being inside of me that is only half an inch tall! I keep remembering the verse from Psalms, " I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made" and another one, " For you made me trust in you at my mother's breast, from birth I was cast upon you, from my mother's womb you have been my God!"

I pray every day that my child is growing close to God even now in his or her spirit, that God is raising this child up to be his very own. And the best part... God would never say no to a prayer like that. I think he loves to create, and I think he is even more excited than me!!