Hopefully we will get the chance to return another year and have an extended stay. Although when that might happen i haven't a clue do to the fact that our little babe will be arriving this October. Just a few short months away. A few very HOT months to get through yet.
I guess i should get everyone a little caught up on how we got to this point.
A little over a week after getting home from Mexico we found out we were expecting. After a couple weeks of complete shock it finally sank in, right around the time I found out my Grandma Beld was losing her 20+ year battle with breast cancer. Talk about an emotional toll. I kept the pregnancy a secret until after our first doctor appointment and we could make a trip up to Lynden to visit my family and tell them the news in person. Especially my Grandma, as we didn't know exactly how long she would be around. I was trying to grasp the idea that she wouldn't be around to see this baby born, something I am still struggling with to this day. We made our trip to Lynden on my birthday, March 15th, and told my Grandma the next day. She began to cry, which of course made me cry, she told me that was something she would miss the most - watching her great-grand babies grow up. We were around for the weekend and we were able to spend as much time as we could with her frail, overly exhausted self. Just talking would make her tired. So we could only visit for about 10 minutes at a time. After 3 days I had to leave for home knowing I would never have another chance to sit with her again. The woman that had been a big part in my life since the day I was born.
She ended up passing away a few days later. With heavy hearts we laid her to rest in a cemetery on the old farm were she grew up. Which is also located just down the road from her and my grandpa's house. So in a way she is never far away.
Although some day's when I think of her it still makes me cry. It pains my heart to think that this precious baby will never know what an amazing woman she had as a great grandma. Although I know she is watching over us.
From 12 weeks to around 20 weeks I was throwing up every morning.
At 18 weeks i felt the baby move for the first time.
at 20 weeks we found out this baby is a GIRL. I cried at the appointment. The ultrasound technician became concerned but I was quick to reassure her they were happy tears.
When i spoke with my grandpa later that day to tell him the exciting news I could hear in his voice that he was chocked up. It means something extra special that this baby is a girl.
at 24 weeks my feet began to get swollen.
At 26 weeks I was still throwing up at least once a week. But that seems to have passed now (YAY ME!)
Now at 27 weeks and 100 degree weather my poor feet are suffering.
But baby girl is growing and healthy. She is approximately 2 lbs and is a very busy bee.
Although she is not a morning person. I usually don't feel her moving around until 8am. But she makes up for it with being extra active in the afternoon's and evening's. I am just hoping she keeps this up even after she is here! The best part about her being so active later in the day is that Doug gets to feel her kicks and wiggles. If she cooperates. Most times she stops moving as soon as he touches my belly. But there have been a few times when she has moved for him. The look on his face the first time he saw her on the ultra sound, heard her heart beat and then felt her kick was the cutest thing i have ever witnessed.
I know he will be an amazing dad. He already loves her so much.
Now I feel like we are on the official count down. 13 weeks until she is here. 13 HOT weeks.
It's going to be a long summer. But i know i will forget all about it once i hold her in my arms.
And now you are all caught up on our crazy beautiful life <3
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