"For this child I have prayed, and the Lord has granted the petition I asked in Him." 1 Samuel 1:27. Since before we were ready for a child, Danny and I have prayed this scripture. Soon after I found out I was pregnant, I saw this on a cross at Hobby Lobby and my heart just melted.
Well, here we are...married for two years with a baby on the way. Everyone thought we'd be pregnant long before now, but we worked hard to prove them wrong. :) One thing I've learned through this whole process is that we're working on God's timeline, not ours. I think I've always known that in the back of my mind, but it's a hard concept to grasp when you're a planner like me. I had to come to grips with the fact that it was going to happen when it was supposed to and I was not the one in control. I'm still amazed at the peace that came over me once I stopped worrying about the timing.
I stopped worrying and now here we are. :) God is so good.
For those of you who know me, you know I'm not the most patient person, especially when it comes to things I'm excited about. With the being said, I was determined not to take a test at home until I was late (I know, this is TMI for some of you...) I kept telling myself that if I took it early, it could be negative when there really was a chance I was pregnant, it was just too early to pick it up. If that was the case, I would have been bummed, and I really didn't want to go there. So, I prayed for patience and waited until Saturday. Saturday morning rolled around and I took a cheap test I had a home. It was the kind where a pink like would show up if in fact I was pregnant. After a couple minutes, Danny and I looked at the test and it looked like there was a faint pink line. I just remember asking him, "That's a line, isn't it?" And he said, "Yah, I think it's a line." (After the fact, he claims he wasn't excited enough at the moment and wishes he would have done a sidekick to celebrate.) For confirmation, the husband headed to the store to buy another test--an electronic one that gave a definite answer. With that being said, the test read "Pregnant" on the screen. There might have been a few tears, hugs, and prayers of thanks. It was a pretty amazing moment that I'm sure neither of us will ever forget. I can't describe what an incredible feeling it is knowing that we're going to be parents, and that God trusted us enough to bring a sweet little baby into the world. It's such a huge responsibility, but I think we're ready for it. Such a blessing.
Later that morning I was going to an Afternoon Tea at the Ritz with my mother-in-law--Amy, her sister-in-law--Betty, and their mom, Danny's grandma--Virginia. I was a little nervous about this because I was so excited, but couldn't say anything. Whenever I got excited, I would text Danny something like, "Holy Cow, we're going to have a baby!" During the tea, we were asked if we wanted champagne. Now normally, I'm the first one to accept that offer. I love champagne. However, now that there was a little one growing inside of me, I knew I needed to decline...although I knew that if I turned it down, Amy would be suspicious. So I got some champagne and just watched it sit and pretended to drink it.
Throughout most of the tea we were all talking about when Betty and Amy had been pregnant and how they had made the announcement to their parents. It was rather ironic, but I just smiled. It was weird knowing that it was now our turn to share the news...how were we going to do that? I take these things seriously--I knew we had to think of something creative.
Later that night I had our Ladies Christmas Party at church. Earlier that day I had asked my mom to come with me. I really wanted her to come so that I could tell her in person and we could celebrate. Normally, I wouldn't have told her so early, but she works for my doctor...so it was only a matter of time before she knew anyway. When she got to our house, Danny and I were both pretty awkward. We greeted her in the entry way and wouldn't really move anywhere else in the house. Then out of the blue, I told her that our dog, Sofie, was going to be a big sister. She didn't hear me the first time, so I said it again...and she went crazy. It was such a neat experience.
I went in to have my blood drawn to check my levels to see if everything was normal. My mom had explained that she was hoping my levels would be at about 1,000 (I have really no idea what all this means). She ended up calling me Tuesday when she got my labs back and said that the levels came back a little different than expected. My levels were at 43,000. I'm no mathematician...but that's a HUGE difference. This meant that either I was having twins, or I was farther along than I thought. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped momentarily when I heard the word 'twins'. It freaked me out a little because Danny had recently had a dream about us having twins. Now of course, if it was twins, I would have been ecstatic...It just never crossed my mind that there could be two buns in the oven. Needless to say, Danny and I went in for a sonogram that afternoon and discovered that there was only one little blessing in the belly. We also learned that I was actually 6 weeks instead of 2. Oops. So much for my planning, right?
During the sonogram, I do have to say that we experienced the most amazing feeling in the entire world--hearing our sweet baby's heartbeat. There are no words to describe how incredible it was. Danny grabbed my hand right when we heard the heartbeat and my heart just melted. It's just amazing to me that something so incredibly tiny--just a spec on the screen--could have such a strong heartbeat. Truly a miracle.
I'm several posts behind...but now that the blog is up and running--I'll be better about posting. I'll be posted other sonogram pictures and the videos of us telling our families shortly.
P.S.--Estimated Due Date: July 27, 2012 (27 was always my lucky number when I was growing up...I think it's a sign.)
Well, here we are...married for two years with a baby on the way. Everyone thought we'd be pregnant long before now, but we worked hard to prove them wrong. :) One thing I've learned through this whole process is that we're working on God's timeline, not ours. I think I've always known that in the back of my mind, but it's a hard concept to grasp when you're a planner like me. I had to come to grips with the fact that it was going to happen when it was supposed to and I was not the one in control. I'm still amazed at the peace that came over me once I stopped worrying about the timing.
I stopped worrying and now here we are. :) God is so good.
For those of you who know me, you know I'm not the most patient person, especially when it comes to things I'm excited about. With the being said, I was determined not to take a test at home until I was late (I know, this is TMI for some of you...) I kept telling myself that if I took it early, it could be negative when there really was a chance I was pregnant, it was just too early to pick it up. If that was the case, I would have been bummed, and I really didn't want to go there. So, I prayed for patience and waited until Saturday. Saturday morning rolled around and I took a cheap test I had a home. It was the kind where a pink like would show up if in fact I was pregnant. After a couple minutes, Danny and I looked at the test and it looked like there was a faint pink line. I just remember asking him, "That's a line, isn't it?" And he said, "Yah, I think it's a line." (After the fact, he claims he wasn't excited enough at the moment and wishes he would have done a sidekick to celebrate.) For confirmation, the husband headed to the store to buy another test--an electronic one that gave a definite answer. With that being said, the test read "Pregnant" on the screen. There might have been a few tears, hugs, and prayers of thanks. It was a pretty amazing moment that I'm sure neither of us will ever forget. I can't describe what an incredible feeling it is knowing that we're going to be parents, and that God trusted us enough to bring a sweet little baby into the world. It's such a huge responsibility, but I think we're ready for it. Such a blessing.
Later that morning I was going to an Afternoon Tea at the Ritz with my mother-in-law--Amy, her sister-in-law--Betty, and their mom, Danny's grandma--Virginia. I was a little nervous about this because I was so excited, but couldn't say anything. Whenever I got excited, I would text Danny something like, "Holy Cow, we're going to have a baby!" During the tea, we were asked if we wanted champagne. Now normally, I'm the first one to accept that offer. I love champagne. However, now that there was a little one growing inside of me, I knew I needed to decline...although I knew that if I turned it down, Amy would be suspicious. So I got some champagne and just watched it sit and pretended to drink it.
Throughout most of the tea we were all talking about when Betty and Amy had been pregnant and how they had made the announcement to their parents. It was rather ironic, but I just smiled. It was weird knowing that it was now our turn to share the news...how were we going to do that? I take these things seriously--I knew we had to think of something creative.
Later that night I had our Ladies Christmas Party at church. Earlier that day I had asked my mom to come with me. I really wanted her to come so that I could tell her in person and we could celebrate. Normally, I wouldn't have told her so early, but she works for my doctor...so it was only a matter of time before she knew anyway. When she got to our house, Danny and I were both pretty awkward. We greeted her in the entry way and wouldn't really move anywhere else in the house. Then out of the blue, I told her that our dog, Sofie, was going to be a big sister. She didn't hear me the first time, so I said it again...and she went crazy. It was such a neat experience.
I went in to have my blood drawn to check my levels to see if everything was normal. My mom had explained that she was hoping my levels would be at about 1,000 (I have really no idea what all this means). She ended up calling me Tuesday when she got my labs back and said that the levels came back a little different than expected. My levels were at 43,000. I'm no mathematician...but that's a HUGE difference. This meant that either I was having twins, or I was farther along than I thought. I'm pretty sure my heart stopped momentarily when I heard the word 'twins'. It freaked me out a little because Danny had recently had a dream about us having twins. Now of course, if it was twins, I would have been ecstatic...It just never crossed my mind that there could be two buns in the oven. Needless to say, Danny and I went in for a sonogram that afternoon and discovered that there was only one little blessing in the belly. We also learned that I was actually 6 weeks instead of 2. Oops. So much for my planning, right?
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I'm several posts behind...but now that the blog is up and running--I'll be better about posting. I'll be posted other sonogram pictures and the videos of us telling our families shortly.
P.S.--Estimated Due Date: July 27, 2012 (27 was always my lucky number when I was growing up...I think it's a sign.)
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