Between writing on this blog (which is admittedly rare these days), writing on Waiting for Bee, and blogging for HelloBee, my posts have been pretty scattered. I decided to merge my two blogs into this one, which means a backlog of posts about my fertility treatments and what we've gone through to finally be lucky enough to be expecting.
Waiting for Bee + Bees and Bows = MEGA Bees and BOWS!
Blogging has always been cathartic to me, and I hope that I enjoy blogging now that I'm streamlining all of my blogging outlets. Thanks for sticking with me!
I have so much to be thankful for this year. I was extremely blessed to be able to share the holiday with my family in San Diego. The holiday included beach football with the cousins, trips to the moon, great food, tons of laughs, dinner with a bunch of grateful Marines, a day-long detour of drinking and motorhome fun that led us to Sears on Black Friday and to the San Diego Air and Space Museum, and getting trapped upside-down with my sister on a flight simulator.
This is our last Thanksgiving as a family of two, and we are both so excited for next year when we have our little boy with us!
Story behind the flight simulator. My sister and I decided we wanted to go on one of the rides at the museum, and asked the guy behind the counter if it really went upside-down. In my mind, it was going to be something like Star Tours, where you feel like you're going upside-down but if you close your eyes, you're fine. He answered really sarcastically, "Of course you're going to go upside-down."
We took that to mean we could go upside-down "in our imagination." Color me surprised when we get strapped into harnesses in the machine and the guy starts telling us how to steer this thing, which I wasn't really paying attention to. So we decided to just fly as even keel as possible, and after about 2 minutes I got bored and decided I wanted to steer down a bit and then go up. I lost control (I suck at video games) and somehow got us stuck upside-down, unable to hit the emergency stop button or get us in the proper position again. I also had no idea that everything was being shown outside on video screen to people walking by, or that people could hear us screaming. Enjoy!
This is probably the longest I've gone without seeing you. I worry, but I know that you're in the best capable hands. We've been so happy to find out your gender and share with all of our friends and family! You are so incredibly loved already and we all can't wait to meet you.
Thanksgiving is next week, and you are the one thing that I am the most thankful for in my life. I can't believe that next year, you'll be here with us for the holidays. I already love you more than I ever thought was possible.
You're just about 12 weeks old, and from what I heard at the last ultrasound, a little jumping gummy bear! We tried to get you to show off for us during the ultrasound on Monday, but you were being shy and hiding most of the time. I was so happy that the doctor confirmed that you were right on track for growth and that you had a beautiful heartbeat. I can't wait to see you at the next scan!
It's so hard to explain the love that I already have for you. I've been so cautious not to get my hopes up, but when we hear good news at the doctor it gives me a small reprieve and I'm so incredibly excited to be your mom.
We had chromosome testing this week to make sure that you're healthy, and we'll hear back on that and if you're a baby boy or girl. I used to dream about what sex I'd have, but through all of the trials we've been through, I just want you to be happy and healthy. Boy or girl, your dad and I will be thrilled.
Since we're both over the fruit you're the size of this week (especially since the OB shook her head at me when I said you were a lime this week,) I decided to consult a more manly version of "How Big Are You This Week". On Saturday, you're going to be a half eaten corn dog, or the size of a small measuring tape!
You've already brought me so much happiness and hope, and I can't wait to meet you soon!
After the 9 week ultrasound and seeing our little bee moving around and hearing a beautiful heartbeat, I think I'm finally switching over from looking at this pregnancy every day with horrible anxiety to finally being so excited I want to tell everyone I run into.
I don't know if it's the fact that we've had two ultrasounds and we're going to be 10 weeks pregnant tomorrow (so close to 2nd semester!), but I'm actually loving this time. When I was dealing with IF, I had so many feelings looking at baby pins on Pinterest, or going into baby stores. When I had to buy baby shower gifts, I'd go to the store and get a gift card. Some days were better than ever, but overall, it was just painful to even let myself hope that one day I'd be the one going into the store to pick out onesies for my own baby.
I told Mr. Bee how excited I am to be able to share in this with him and do things like look at nursery decor, find baby names, and look at all sorts of adorable baby clothes. In fact, we're going shopping for a family car (for baby plus two large dogs), and all I can think about was the last time we went car shopping and how my stomach dropped every time someone at the dealership asked if we had children. Even though car shopping is rarely fun, I'm looking forward to it just because I have a great answer for when I get that question that I once dreaded so much.
I text with A almost every day, and I always feel much better knowing that she's doing well and also able to carry on with her own life. I honestly couldn't have ever dreamed I'd find such a good friend through this process, and can't imagine going through this with anyone else.
A has her 11 week check-up with her OB on November 4, and then we'll schedule the NT Scan. I'd also like to schedule a more conclusive test like the Harmony or MaterniT21 for peace of mind, and because I have health issues of my own and want to make sure that I'm mentally prepared in case for some reason we get less than optimal news. Are any of you going to get one of the more conclusive tests?
I'm excited to fall asleep and wake up tomorrow knowing that I'm the mama to a baby the size of a prune. Happy 10 weeks!
What a difference two weeks makes! Just two weeks ago, you were a peanut. I loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you, and was smitten when I saw your heart flicker. I dreamt about you almost every night. Sometimes you were a boy, sometimes you were a girl, and sometimes I forgot about you in a grocery store (I promise I'll never do that!)
This week, you're as big as an olive, and you looked like a little Kewpie doll with a big head and adorable arms and legs, all moving around. I think the one below looks like you're going for a jog. Your dad and I were so relived to see and hear your hearbeat this week, which was measuring at 186 bpm! According to old wives' tales, that means that you're going to be a girl. Both I and our doctor think boy, and your Grandma think boy, but your dad is still hanging in for girl. We'll probably start taking gender polls soon. We really don't care as long as you're happy and healthy.
We're so excited for the next scan to see how much you've grown since we saw you last!
I am basically just Phoebe from Friends. I love pumpkins, books, my two adorable, funny dogs and two adorably, funny cats. I love my husband, who allows me to live off of a diet of Chipotle, Diet Coke, and York Peppermint Patties. I would love to live inside Anthropologie, but will settle for Portland.