A Baby!

Reagan checking out her new shirt!


I think she is excited to be a big sister.

Do you ever feel like God has played a joke on you? Well, that is exactly what I think he did to me. He wanted me to have patience and I decided I was done waiting, which isn’t what God had planned. Finally, after many tears, I had come to grips with the fact that I was not pregnant. I got angry, and then I cried some more. I called the doctor and he told me to stop taking my progesterone and then I would start my cycle (this is my nice way of putting it) within the next week. I decided to continue taking it for a few more days; I have no idea why.

Friday February 17th came around just like any other day. Jake’s alarm went off at 5:30, and because I can’t seem to sleep through him getting ready in the morning, I decided to get up and have some of my own personal time before Reagan woke for the day. It is always nice to have some Mommy time. I knew that I would stop taking my progesterone that day, but I figured since I bought the 3 pack of pregnancy tests that I would at least use the last one. I went and peed on the stick figuring that it would be negative just like the other two. I left the pregnancy test and went to poured myself a bowl of cereal. Then I came back grabbed the test and was instantly shocked at what I saw a big fat “PREGNANT.” I ran to the bedroom and just as Jake was getting out of the shower I shoved the pregnancy test in his face saying that we we’re actually going to have a baby after all. Just like when I told him I was pregnant with Reagan, he was so nonchalant. I think he must have been thinking, “Okay great, but I have to get to work.”

After we found out that we were pregnant, I instantly called the fertility doctor and explained to them that I was pregnant after all. They told me that I would need to go and get my blood drawn three times over the next week to check my HCG levels and make sure that they continued to increase. I was excited, but it was different this time. I was instantly scared like I never had been before. Looking back, I should have figured that I was pregnant since I was having a hard time staying awake to even eight o’clock. I was just too scared to let myself believe that it would be okay. When Jake and I went for our ultrasound, at the fertility clinic, to see a heartbeat, I was holding my breath the whole time. I know it sounds horrible, but I was half waiting for the other shoe to drop.

In the following weeks, I met with my OB, had a dating ultrasound, and stayed pregnant. I was scared the whole time, but luckily between Reagan and work it helped keep my mind busy. I felt pretty good and everything seemed to be a lot like my pregnancy with Reagan. I was exhausted by the evening and ate a ton of cereal. I never got sick, but had the constant sick feeling throughout the day.

It wasn’t until yesterday that Jake and I actually felt like we’re having another baby. We had a nucal ultrasound yesterday morning and we saw out little baby moving all around stretching his/her long legs, and measuring in at a whopping 5 inches. I actually felt a giant wave of relief when they told me that the baby look great and healthy. Jake and I chatted the whole way home about the baby that is going to bless our family. I actually felt giddy and excited like I hadn’t felt yet. I finally had that connection with this little baby that I was waiting to happen. In the end, we’re all excited about what the future holds, and we feel extremely blessed that we’re having another kiddo.