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The new baby has taken my breath away...literally. I haven't been able to take a deep breath since yesterday afternoon before the sweet little thing firmly planted his head right in the middle of  my lungs. Not ideal. I have come to recognize the importance of breathing. It kind of comes in handy for the day to day tasks, like walking, talking and carrying smallish sized people. You get it. Now, don't get me wrong. I love this baby! I have from the very instant that I found out that he was there, but this kind of togetherness, well, I am looking forward to holding him on the outside of my body, rather than having him wedged between my vital organs. That will be nice. I can't wait to snuggle him and kiss his little toes and feel his little heart beating. I am a sucker for babies, obviously. And I actually don't mind being pregnant. In fact I kind of like it, at least after the few months. Those are always kind of rough with the morning sickness and all. This time was even more challenging. When I went in for the initial ultrasound, there was nothing. Just an empty sac measuring 2 weeks smaller than it should have. I was devastated. I literally couldn't get out of bed for a week. I just cried and cried and threw up (from nerves). Eventually the week passed and I was again laying on the table just waiting, too terrified to look at the monitor and see what I knew would be nothing. Only it wasn't nothing! It was a tiny little bean with a beating heart! I have never been so thankful and so relieved. Our little one was safe and sound! After that the nausea went from being from nerves to being from hormones. I was actually happy to have morning sickness! Everytime I ran into the bathroom, I said a little prayer of thanksgiving. I think that maybe God allowed that week of worrying to remind me of how very precious each baby is, whether it's your first, or ninth!  The morning sickness gave way to gall bladder problems...woohoo. The gall bladder issues gave way to heartburn and numerous nonstress tests ( a major pain in the butt!) and eventually the inability to breath. But honestly, it's all small compared to the ultimate payoff...a sweet little baby boy! I cannot wait to meet you face to face!!! This gift that God has blessed us with again is something that Brian and I know that we are unworthy of, but one that we welcome wholeheartedly! This little baby, this little soul! He is our responsibilty to love and nurture and teach the richness of our faith with. What a  blessing! So I guess getting back to the beginning of this blog...this little baby has taken my breath away, literally and figuratively. And for that I am truly thankful.
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Monday, January 3, 2011

Take my breath away!

The new baby has taken my breath away...literally. I haven't been able to take a deep breath since yesterday afternoon before the sweet little thing firmly planted his head right in the middle of  my lungs. Not ideal. I have come to recognize the importance of breathing. It kind of comes in handy for the day to day tasks, like walking, talking and carrying smallish sized people. You get it. Now, don't get me wrong. I love this baby! I have from the very instant that I found out that he was there, but this kind of togetherness, well, I am looking forward to holding him on the outside of my body, rather than having him wedged between my vital organs. That will be nice. I can't wait to snuggle him and kiss his little toes and feel his little heart beating. I am a sucker for babies, obviously. And I actually don't mind being pregnant. In fact I kind of like it, at least after the few months. Those are always kind of rough with the morning sickness and all. This time was even more challenging. When I went in for the initial ultrasound, there was nothing. Just an empty sac measuring 2 weeks smaller than it should have. I was devastated. I literally couldn't get out of bed for a week. I just cried and cried and threw up (from nerves). Eventually the week passed and I was again laying on the table just waiting, too terrified to look at the monitor and see what I knew would be nothing. Only it wasn't nothing! It was a tiny little bean with a beating heart! I have never been so thankful and so relieved. Our little one was safe and sound! After that the nausea went from being from nerves to being from hormones. I was actually happy to have morning sickness! Everytime I ran into the bathroom, I said a little prayer of thanksgiving. I think that maybe God allowed that week of worrying to remind me of how very precious each baby is, whether it's your first, or ninth!  The morning sickness gave way to gall bladder problems...woohoo. The gall bladder issues gave way to heartburn and numerous nonstress tests ( a major pain in the butt!) and eventually the inability to breath. But honestly, it's all small compared to the ultimate payoff...a sweet little baby boy! I cannot wait to meet you face to face!!! This gift that God has blessed us with again is something that Brian and I know that we are unworthy of, but one that we welcome wholeheartedly! This little baby, this little soul! He is our responsibilty to love and nurture and teach the richness of our faith with. What a  blessing! So I guess getting back to the beginning of this blog...this little baby has taken my breath away, literally and figuratively. And for that I am truly thankful.

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