25 Weeks and Counting

Today, I am 25 weeks! Woot Woot, what a big milestone! In just 11 short weeks, I will be full term :). Wow, it is hard to imagine that in just 3 months, I will be holding my little baby girl who is now jumping and twirling inside me. EXCITED!

I honestly did not think that being pregnant would go by this fast, or be this fun. I have thoroughly enjoyed showing off my baby bump, which is now an undeniable bump. I do realize, though, that the next 3 months will bring out an even bigger bump. Possibly the biggest bump I have ever seen. Now for a recap of the past 25 weeks:

On June 27th, I found out I was pregnant. The test was VERY faint, and I honestly thought it could be wrong...but, the next few mornings proved otherwise. After seeing an obvious line 3 times in a row, I got so nervous and overly anxious that I had an anxiety attack one afternoon. I ended up jumping in a cold shower just to calm myself down (with all my clothes on). I seriously could not believe that we had conceived after all my fertility issues (that is another story). A few days later, we went home for the 4th of July and I told my family we were expecting. I didn't plan on telling anyone that early due to possible complications, but I couldn't help myself. It was the best thing that had ever happened to me. And, let's just say that spending the 4th of July on a boat on the lake wasn't the best idea...PUKE.

A week later, we had our first OB appointment to confirm. I was issued an ultrasound early because of some spotting. They couldn't find any evidence of anything wrong other than a weak heartbeat. Wow, that was rough news to take. After finding out your dreams have come true and then hearing the doctor say, "Well, you could have a miscarriage since you had spotting," is ROUGH. Well, 7 days later I came in for another ultrasound and there my little one was with a heartbeat beating fast away. I honestly think my heart fell out of my chest at that moment. I was SO relieved and so thankful. It was a miracle no doubt.

At my 9 week OB appointment, the doctor asked if I had had any morning sickness or nausea. I said, "OH NO, I haven't had anything, must be my luck." HAHA. I should have eaten my words right then and there because that night was my first vomiting attack. I woke up around 1am and threw up right in the kitchen sink while screaming for David to come help. He was so asleep that he didn't even realize I had thrown up the next morning. Well, the next day I was fine. But the next day, I threw up lunch while sitting in the bathtub. Yes, I can recall every detail. HORRIFIC. I spent the next few weeks throwing up every day or so, without much warning. Around 12-13 weeks, it just stopped. I was nauseous for a few days, but never threw anything up. PRAISE THE LORD. I was so happy to finally be able to go out shopping or to the grocery store without fear of embarrassing myself. I am so glad that all the vomiting had stopped 3 days before the start of classes. Dodged a major bullet there. However, I was very sickly feeling that first week...but, all went well.

At 16.5 weeks, we found out we were expecting a baby girl. The best news yet. I can't even tell you how excited I was to finally be able to say "she." I could careless if she was a boy or girl, I just wanted to know so bad. Here we are at 25 weeks, and this little one does not stop amazing me. She is such a miracle in every single way. Coming from not being able to conceive to finally getting pregnant to a threatened miscarriage to a beautiful baby girl kicking and squirming has been an amazing journey. I would do it all again in a second, minus the vomiting and complications. I sometimes wonder if number 2 and 3 will make me as sick as I was with this one.

The next steps are having a successful baby shower for the little one, making it to full term, and then going through labor. 15 weeks away from excruciating pain...oh dear. 15 weeks away from seeing my baby girl...oh YES!