I can’t believe I even get to sit down and write this post! We are so thrilled to expecting a sweet babe in June, and are having the time of our lives preparing to be parents. In the vein of being transparent and open, I wanted to give you a little run-down on my pregnancy experience thus far, with a little disclaimer! If there’s one thing I’ve learned throughout these last few months, it’s that this time is an incredible whirlwind of excitement, uncertainty, joy, and a little fear, and no two journeys are the same, so keep that in mind while following our story.
This past September, after much discussion about our life’s ideal “timeline”, travels to take or wait for, and the dreaded “are we financially ready?” question (the answer is no…nobody is!), Andrew and I decided it was time we made this duo a trio. We prayed over this next step in our lives and I had visions of that “Instagram-worthy” moment when I’d get to reveal to Andrew that he would be a dad. As I stared at those two pink lines on October 12th, however, that cute moment was overshadowed by shock, and I told hubs the news as we drove to Bilo for groceries. Romantic, huh? We believe God’s timing is always perfect, and sometimes a little humorous, and we are so grateful he gave us our miracle sooner than we could have ever expected, as we realize this is seldom the case.
Knowledge is power, so I began to research every little detail I could find on the internet. Here’s where I’ll give you a tip: Google is not your doctor, and it is not always your friend. There is so much helpful information to be found at your fingertips when perusing the web, but my initial findings were not warm and fuzzy–they made me extremely fearful for all that could go wrong in this newfound pregnancy. So when I began to noticing spotting days after I made my first doctor’s appointment, my initial reaction was not to believe everything would be okay. Instead, I was sure this meant our pregnancy would end in miscarriage, and the next few weeks were spent charting my hormone levels and dreading the worst. As my levels continued to rise, I finally allowed myself to feel some excitement, and we decided it was time to let our families in on the news.
I was around 7 weeks on Halloween when we announced to our families, which made it all feel a little more “real”, and about two weeks later we got to see and hear little bean for the first time! Talk about life-changing. Although nausea was ever-present, I was never sick and my symptoms never really progressed beyond just sheer exhaustion and food aversions. We finally declared our little miracle to the world in November, and made the appointment for an early gender screening just in time for Christmas! A few days before, we were caught off guard when I began to bleed enough to cause concern. With the ups and downs we had experienced in the previous months, I had an overwhelming sense of calm and peace that however God was choosing to write our story would be exactly what we could handle in this moment. Much to our relief, after an ultrasound, I was told I had marginal placenta previa (a condition where the placenta sits too closely to the cervix) and it would more than likely correct itself. Spoiler alert, it has!
We planned an intimate “gender reveal” with family after a Christmas Eve brunch and were equal parts ecstatic and shocked to learn we were expecting a little girl–our Poppie Grace! Somehow, everyone else expected this outcome other than Andrew and me. Sweet girl’s closet was filled quickly and we began nursery plans in all things pink and whimsical…there’s just something about a little girl! Over the next few weeks I began to feel flutters that turned into kicks, my energy levels shot through the roof, and that sweet tooth you hear about went rampant! She finally “popped” after the new year and has quickly made herself known to the world–dressing the bump is so much fun!
We were able to chart all of Poppie’s measurements at our 20 week scan and were thrilled to hear that everything is measuring on track. Actually, I’m measuring three weeks ahead; you grow, girl! In keeping up with earlier trends, this placenta of mine just can’t quite keep itself in line. Because of a marginal cord insertion (where the cord is inserted into the side of the placenta, rather than the center) and placental lakes (pools of blood in the placenta) **side note, who in the world has ever heard of these?!** we checked in with a specialist for a detailed ultrasound and were told there is no real cause for concern. We feel so blessed, and will ask for continued prayers and blessings over these next 16 (!!) weeks.
Currently, I am 23 weeks and 4 days. Time has flown! Baby girl is extremely active and loves when mom drinks smoothies! Andrew is working diligently to build her the most stunning crib–a true labor of love. We’re beginning to plan the nursery and are feeling major “english garden” vibes for our little P. Turtle, our kitty, isn’t sure what to think yet, but we know she senses a change. I keep having visions of P & T being best friends down the road, though!
My takeaway from this pregnancy thus far is that our bodies are capable of so much more than we give them credit for. I am constantly amazed at the changes taking place within me to accommodate our precious Poppie, and I could not be more thrilled that God chose me to be her mama.
This has also been an incredible reminder that social media is not always reality. While I’ve been celebrating with other expecting friends via the internet, sharing bump pics, and capturing every sweet moment, I’ve also experienced an incredible amount of fear and anxiety surrounding the well-being of our sweet girl. I’ve also been astutely aware of those in a season of loss, or waiting, or doubt. If that sounds familiar, know that my heart is with you. Everyone’s story looks different. And while the highlight reel of social media can make life seem sparkly all the time, remember that life goes on even when the camera isn’t ready.
So whatever season of life you’re experiencing, soak it all in. The highlights, the aches, and the ordinary. And thank you for following along in this season of ours–we can’t wait for you to meet our little girl.