The Waiting Game

The last month has been exciting and excruciating at the same time. It was all about the waiting game. I actually didn’t know I was pregnant the first month of my pregnancy which is a huge blessing, as I only had to wait 4 weeks to hear the heartbeat instead of many more. Because I was told I had such a small chance of the baby living long enough to hear the heartbeat I have been living in a state of fear. Yes, I allowed myself to be excited but I couldn’t fully embrace this pregnancy and what it truly meant to be pregnant until I was certain my baby would make it. With every twinge of discomfort or unknown pain my heart would skip a beat. But I put my faith in God, and as days passed became more and more certain this baby was meant to be mine. It became harder to ignore the life growing inside of me; after all I’ve been throwing up almost every single morning! That had to be a good sign!! My almost weekly blood tests to check my levels all came back with very high numbers, which was great and with more and more pregnancy symptoms I just knew this baby was growing and doing what it needed to do. But still, in the back of my mind, the “what if” scenario was playing. What if there is no heartbeat when we go to the doctor? What if I lose this pregnancy?
The night before our doctor appointment I was a nervous, emotional wreck. The morning of the appointment I was still an emotional wreck, if not more so. We played more of the waiting game, waiting an hour after our appointment time to even see the doctor. Brad joked that we should name our baby Patience since I have none.
Finally at 11:00, an hour and a half after our initial appointment time, we were taken back into the sonogram room. The technician was amazing, as I know they have to be in that job, but she couldn’t have been nicer and made the moment more special. I went in expecting I was only barely 7 weeks along, so I thought we’d see a blob on the screen that resembled nothing close to that of a baby, see a heart beating, but not hear it and we’d go on our merry way, at least that was my very hope. I also expected her to find the baby on the screen and take her measurements before allowing us to see, but the screen was pointed directly at Brad and I the entire time. (I even had my own little personal screen!). The second she started we saw a baby appear. Words can not describe how amazing it was to see this little thing on the screen, that was in fact not a blob at all, but our baby. This was my baby, my baby, MY BABY! I wish there was a camera to capture Brad and I’s faces at this moment. We had smiles a mile long on our faces. Brad and I haven’t felt that level of happiness since our wedding day. It was truly an amazing experience. Immediately our little one started moving around. The technician said we had a very active baby and most people aren’t as lucky to see their baby move around this much, this early on. Baby Jonesie waved around its little arms and feet as to say, “See Mom, I’m okay, stop worrying!” Then at the bottom of the screen a wave of heart beat appeared and then the sound of the heart beat. I was not expecting to be able to hear the heart beat so I asked, is that mine or the baby’s??? She said the baby’s!! It was sweet music to my ears. The most wonderful sound! My baby’s heart beating a very strong normal heart beat and every worry I’ve been carrying around left my body. The little one measured at only 32.m (about an inch and a half). It blows my mind that the baby is this small when it looks so much bigger to me on the screen! She told me I am 10 weeks and 5 days and our Little Jonesie will be due on May 15th.
Brad and I now can relax, enjoy this pregnancy (well, fully enjoy once the morning sickness ceases!), and get ready to meet the love of our lives! The waiting game continues, but this waiting game I can handle!

Hi Mom and Dad-


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Strong Heartbeat-


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