It all started on Mother's Day.
I was due to start my cycle and I hadn't yet. I decided to take a pregnancy test because I thought that it would be totally adorable to find out and get to tell my parents all in the same day, which just so happened to be Mother's Day. The test was negative. That was probably not the smartest decision on my part, because what was already a pretty hard day got even harder once I saw that negative.
That was also the week that we found out that my dad had to have open heart surgery. To say that I was an emotional wreck that week is putting it quite lightly. So the hubs and I went to stay at my dad's for a few days so we could be near the hospital he was in.
Four days had passed and I still hadn't started my cycle. I decided to take another test while we were at my dad's house. It was negative...and then I thought I saw the faintest positive. I rushed out to show it to my husband and he couldn't see anything. I thought I was hallucinating because I wanted it to be there so bad. We decided to take another test the next morning and again, the same thing...I thought I saw a positive and my husband could only see negative.
My doctor had told me to call her as soon as I got a positive test to come in for blood work, so I just decided to go ahead and call. I really thought that I was seeing a positive test. I went in for blood work as soon as we got back and then I went back again in two days to get it repeated.
Then we got the call...my levels were growing! I was pregnant!! Praise the Lord! We had been a little worried because the pregnancy test was so faint, but we quickly found out why at our first ultrasound appointment...I was a week earlier than I thought, which means that we actually found out that I was pregnant at 3 weeks!
(This is one that I took a few days later...not so faint...woohoo!)
Emotionally, this pregnancy has definitely been harder than the first time around. I basically cried throughout our whole first appointment, from the waiting room to the ultrasound room, and even after we saw our sweet baby and heard the heartbeat. This has been a lesson in letting go and trusting God, in praying the desires of my heart to Him and then leaving anxiety and worry behind. I don't always succeed either. There have been times where I have had total peace about this pregnancy and there have been times where I have been so scared. And I honestly think that's okay. God knows my heart and He knows that I trust Him, even if my human emotions/fears sometimes overcome me. We know that He is good all of the time.
We have had three ultrasounds already (my doctor is amazing!) and baby bunny is just growing and growing. We've been able to hear the heartbeat each time and that sounds just melts my heart. Mostly we just feel so blessed and grateful that God has given us the desires of our heart.
Just a little advance notice: this blog will most likely take a baby turn in the upcoming months (and years). After all, this is a lifestyle blog and that's where life is definitely headed. : )
Again, thank y'all for all the congratulations and the prayers. I can't express how much they mean to me. We are SO thrilled!