After two surgeries, months of grieving, avoiding other pregnant women like the plague, and finally finding solace in a wonderful support group, we were blessed with wonderful news. On September 18th (our due date for our first baby), we learned that I was pregnant again! My wonderful OB, Dr. Khristen Basham, has been so good to us through this. She agreed to see me immediately, and here's what we found:
a beautiful, tiny baby! Our sweet little one is .83 centimeters in this picture...about the size of an apple seed. This image was captured at 6 weeks, 5 days into my pregnancy. At this point, no one could really tell us much except for two very important things: our baby was alive and there was only one! Dr. Basham wanted to see us again two weeks later, where we saw...
a baby that's beginning to look like a baby! This image was taken at approximately 9 weeks, 2 days. Again, we were able to see that our baby's heart was beating. we could also see two tiny arms and two tiny legs. David and I are both in love. David has decided that we'll call this little one "Sprout" until he or she is born. And by the way...I don't want to know if Sprout is a boy or a girl until he or she gets here (but I'm still trying to convince David about this).
So that's where we are right now. We get to see Dr. Basham again on November 8th, and the plan is to actually hear Sprout's heartbeat then. I think I will probably beg for another ultrasound, too...just to get another peek at Sprout's progress.
So please stick around for awhile. I'm planning to document this pregnancy as much as possible, because I want to remember everything about it. There's a lot of anxiety that goes along with a pregnancy after a loss, so we'll probably deal with that, too. But as I told David, I want to enjoy this for as long as it lasts, whether that's for a few more days, or until Sprout arrives in May or June.