Hello my sweet baby. You've given us quite a good week this past week. First, let me mention that I haven't been feeling nearly as sick as I used to. This is such a huge blessing! I was half sure that I was going to be sick the entire 9 months. I still have food aversions and the occasional upset stomach, but it is much less frequent.
Now, on to the more exciting things. We had our first ultrasound since our last appointment with the fertility specialist. The appointment was scheduled for Monday, but got postponed until Wednesday. That was such a long two days! You see, that was the ultrasound that we planned to find out your gender. And it was a success! You know this now, since you are grown and reading these letters, but you are a boy! We plan to name you Dage Allen Anderson. We have loved this name since we were first married; your dad came up with it. You have so many friends and loved ones who can't wait to meet you! We all love you dearly.
All my love,
Mama
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Monday, November 4, 2013
16 Weeks 2 Days
Well, my little one, you sure gave me a run for my money today.
This morning I had to take the trash out to the street for collection, so I also took out the trash from the kitchen. When I threw my small bag into the bin, the smell was pretty awful. I gagged - nothing out of the ordinary. I got the bin to the street and walked back to close the gate and lock the garage door. When I got back to where we keep the bin, it still stunk! I gagged, and gagged again, and threw up. I ran to the front yard because I didn't want to hurl on the carpet inside, spit out what I could, then ran to the bathroom to finish up. Because of this incident, I was late to my doctor appointment.
The appointment seemed pretty typical; everything was going well. I was talking with a clinical student, who then looked for your heartbeat. He couldn't find it. All we could hear was my own heartbeat swishing around where we expected to hear you. I started to take deep breaths and started to prepare myself for the worst - losing you. He went to find the doctor and talk to him about all we had discussed and to have him come find your heartbeat. Dr. Teicher tried and tried, and we thought we heard you for a second or two. He wasn't satisfied with that, so we had a very quick ultrasound. Much to my relief and joy, we found you. You were playing hide and seek behind the placenta, which is why we couldn't hear you with the heartbeat monitor. My child, you nearly gave me a heart attack. I was so terrified that I had lost you, and that I was going to have to deal with the pain, both physical and emotional, of your loss. I have a feeling that this isn't the last time you will give me this feeling. Just know that I love you dearly, and will always love you no matter what happens.
Now, can you please stop making me feel sick all the time? I'd really love to fully enjoy the rest of the time we have together.
All my love,
Mama
This morning I had to take the trash out to the street for collection, so I also took out the trash from the kitchen. When I threw my small bag into the bin, the smell was pretty awful. I gagged - nothing out of the ordinary. I got the bin to the street and walked back to close the gate and lock the garage door. When I got back to where we keep the bin, it still stunk! I gagged, and gagged again, and threw up. I ran to the front yard because I didn't want to hurl on the carpet inside, spit out what I could, then ran to the bathroom to finish up. Because of this incident, I was late to my doctor appointment.
The appointment seemed pretty typical; everything was going well. I was talking with a clinical student, who then looked for your heartbeat. He couldn't find it. All we could hear was my own heartbeat swishing around where we expected to hear you. I started to take deep breaths and started to prepare myself for the worst - losing you. He went to find the doctor and talk to him about all we had discussed and to have him come find your heartbeat. Dr. Teicher tried and tried, and we thought we heard you for a second or two. He wasn't satisfied with that, so we had a very quick ultrasound. Much to my relief and joy, we found you. You were playing hide and seek behind the placenta, which is why we couldn't hear you with the heartbeat monitor. My child, you nearly gave me a heart attack. I was so terrified that I had lost you, and that I was going to have to deal with the pain, both physical and emotional, of your loss. I have a feeling that this isn't the last time you will give me this feeling. Just know that I love you dearly, and will always love you no matter what happens.
Now, can you please stop making me feel sick all the time? I'd really love to fully enjoy the rest of the time we have together.
All my love,
Mama
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