You're Coming!!

We're nearing the end of this pregnancy. It's well past time to talk about the beginning.

As I already blogged about (here), the significance of this baby's due date is nothing shy of a miracle. Really, a reminder of a loving God who watches over all of His children.

February 2014

I didn't know I was pregnant. It wasn't POSSIBLE for me to know that I was pregnant.  As I walked to the boy's room to put them to sleep, the Spirit spoke to my mind in these words: "Your due date will be October 31".  

I was overjoyed at the prospect, especially because of the significance that day held to me, but as the days crept on, I began to doubt. Was this voice in my head my own? Was my desperation filling my mind with false hope?

I didn't want my sadness to ruin Valentine's Day, so I skipped testing altogether.

February 15, 2014

A cheap pregnancy test at just 9 days past ovulation revealed the SLIGHTEST hint of a line, or so I thought. I held it from every angle, unconvinced, but wondering if I should use a better, more expensive pregnancy test. I hesitated, convinced that my eyes were deceiving me.

 

Curiosity eventually got the best of me; I needed certainty. I walked to the bathroom counter to retrieve the test, my hands shaking. As I waited for the results to appear, I sat on the toilet preparing myself to be let down once more. I tightly gripped my phone, hands still shaking, being tortured with the passage of time.

Those few minutes felt like an eternity.

My stomach was in a knot. I wanted this baby desperately. My head was swirling with the words the Spirit had spoke to my mind just the week prior. It was so clear and unmistakable: "Your due date will be October 31".

I forced myself to look at the test.

Positive pregnancy test. 9DPO (Days Past Ovulation)

POSITIVE!! Faint, as I expected that early, but positive nonetheless. I could hardly contain myself. I was overjoyed. There was crying, jumping up and down, grinning, shaking, and more happy tears. I immediately prayed and thanked my Heavenly Father for our precious gift because I realized that this was HIS gift to us. A gift with a very personalized and miraculous due date.

I took the above picture with my cell phone and sent it to my sister, who was just a few weeks pregnant herself. We briefly talked about how I should tell Rod. I settled on a cheesy sign that I made in 2 whole minutes and had Pax deliver it to him while he was in the other room. He came in our room, grinning, to confirm that he was understanding. He held me while I sobbed the most happy, thankful, and excited tears.

Happy {late} Valentine's Day!

Days later, a positive digital pregnancy test.

I nervously waited for the weeks to pass until I could confirm that this baby would be staying with us. Throwing up wasn't easing my mind much. Given our history, I needed to SEE the baby and the heart-beat. Finally, on March 25th, we had our ultrasound and saw a healthy beating heart and the most adorable round squishy growing as expected.

My heart was at ease. 

I could finally let the world share in our joy.

I felt reassured that YOU were actually coming.