Some of you know and most of you don't, and I apologize in advance for not personally notifying good friends, but I have 2 reasons why: first, I have been busy during the day and feeling sick at night. The reason behind my queasiness is because. . . TJ and I are expecting another little miracle in late September/early October.
However, before you get too excited, the second reason I was trying to hold off on announcing this is because other than feeling sick, I don't really feel pregnant. I took a test simply to rule out the possibility and was utterly shocked when it came back positive. In fact, I took 3 tests before going to the doctor because I could not believe the news. I attributed my late cycle to stress. My doctor appointment was yesterday morning, and there I received confirmation that I am 5 weeks along. Robin, who you remember from this post, sent me to the hospital to have blood work done. I have to repeat the lab tomorrow and will get the results on Monday. She is looking to make sure my hormone levels are doubling (that is a sign of a healthy pregnancy). I have an ultrasound scheduled for next Thursday, Feb. 14 in the morning. If all is well, the baby should have a detectable heartbeat.
This is all happening in the midst of T.G.'s surgery and Ta's hearing issues, so needless to say, I feel extremely overwhelmed. I covet your prayers during this time in my family's life. I have claimed Ephesians 3:20 ("Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us;") as my source of strength and have been meditating and repeating it to myself for the past couple of days. I know it and believe it, but nonetheless, it is still difficult not to worry because so much of this experience reminds me of my miscarried pregnancy.
However, before you get too excited, the second reason I was trying to hold off on announcing this is because other than feeling sick, I don't really feel pregnant. I took a test simply to rule out the possibility and was utterly shocked when it came back positive. In fact, I took 3 tests before going to the doctor because I could not believe the news. I attributed my late cycle to stress. My doctor appointment was yesterday morning, and there I received confirmation that I am 5 weeks along. Robin, who you remember from this post, sent me to the hospital to have blood work done. I have to repeat the lab tomorrow and will get the results on Monday. She is looking to make sure my hormone levels are doubling (that is a sign of a healthy pregnancy). I have an ultrasound scheduled for next Thursday, Feb. 14 in the morning. If all is well, the baby should have a detectable heartbeat.
This is all happening in the midst of T.G.'s surgery and Ta's hearing issues, so needless to say, I feel extremely overwhelmed. I covet your prayers during this time in my family's life. I have claimed Ephesians 3:20 ("Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us;") as my source of strength and have been meditating and repeating it to myself for the past couple of days. I know it and believe it, but nonetheless, it is still difficult not to worry because so much of this experience reminds me of my miscarried pregnancy.
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