Yesterday was the BIG day!

Yesterday, I was getting ready for a big day at work. My boss's boss was coming in to do some coaching and observations on us so I had a lot on my mind. That was lucky because it kept the nerves and anxiety from really kicking in until about an hour before my appointment. I had woken up extremely nauseous that morning so I was expecting good things but you can't help but be nervous after the last two pregnancies we had. This ultrasound had not gone well in either of those. I decided I was going to stop and get myself something to eat for lunch beforehand and Devan asked if I should be eating before the ultrasound. I told him I didn't think it mattered considering it was a transvaginal ultrasound but that got me all paranoid and decided on a corn dog as a snack.

I was called into the exam room by the same ultrasound technician who had helped diagnose both miscarriages... She remembered me and asked me how I was doing. I told her I was nervous and she was very positive. She told me the outcome was going to be good and that I shouldn't be worried. As I lay on the table looking at the screen, I see her skim past what I recognized as a gestational sac with something in it. I saw my baby. She then told me, "I'm going to do everything else first before we get to the big finish, okay?" So, I sat there anxiously watching her measure my ovaries and whatever else was in there of importance. Finally, my baby appears on the screen. It was there for only a second when she said, "And there's the baby with a nice strong heartbeat! Congratulations!" I started crying. I even told her I didn't expect to cry. To be honest, I didn't cry at my son's ultrasound. I guess at that point, I didn't even expect a miscarriage. I just expected everything to be fine. It was just such an amazing feeling after everything we went through last year to see our baby, heart beating away, measuring right on track. It was the cutest grain of rice I've ever seen. I can say that because Reilly didn't really look like a grain of rice at his first ultrasound. The picture we got of him was so small he just looked like a blob. It really was just such a magical moment. I got dressed and walked out of the room just looking at this picture of this little life we created. Overcome with emotion, I just wept. I don't know if people were worried or happy for me as I walked through the waiting room but I didn't care. Our baby is healthy and strong and I couldn't be happier! 

When I went to pick up Reilly I showed him a picture of the baby and I asked him, "Do you see the baby?" My son picked the perfect time to say, "My baby!" and grabbed the picture. 

So, without further adieu, here is our little pumpkin who will grace us with their presence this fall. 

(Baby is the grain of rice shaped thing to the left of the circle aka yolk sac)