Burger and Fries

This mama can't seem to get enough of burger and fries.  Okay, who am I kidding.  I just want the burger. 

Your daddy is thanking you that I want to eat beef all the time. 

Thanks little one.  

Love,

Your Mommy

Fruit and Beef

Good morning wee little one.

Today I'm going in for the first round of blood work...I know there is going to be many more to come.  We just have to make sure that you are okay.  It makes me nervous only because I want to see positive numbers.  Praying that all will be okay.  

All I want to eat is fruit and beef.  Your mommy doesn't generally eat beef so this is very unusual.  We went camping with the Barrans this past weekend and I had a huge rib eye steak and a cheeseburger for dinner. I also ate almost a pound of beef jerky on the way home from Idaho. It's down right crazy and somewhat confusing.  

I told Julie Toomey about you yesterday and she is praying for you too.  She started crying because of the exciting news.  I hope she gets to hold you in her arms too.  

Mom and Eric are coming this weekend and I think we are going to tell them about you.  The plan is to surprise them with two baby beenies sitting on their pillows in the guest room.  I can't wait to see their expressions.  You daddy is a little hesitant to share with others...he thinks that if anything happens to you it's easier to tell people than to "untell" people.  I want the support, love and prayers.  

I'm off to the doctor and then headed to Trader Joe's to pick up some steaks...and maybe some fruit. Happy eating little one.  

Love,

Mommy

Decision Made

To My Sweet Baby...

Hello.  It's your mommy.  

It's hard for me to believe that this is happening.  I'm challenged with fear, but am trying to look to the positive.  I fear losing you because I've already lost three.  I already have a connection.  A connection that I can't explain.  Maybe it's the desire or yearning to hold you in my arms.  I can only hope that this will be true.  

I was terrified when I first saw the truth.  The truth on the pregnancy test.  I called Molly.  I hope you get to snuggle in her arms one day too.  I was shaking, crying and pacing.  I was (am) scared.  Without question, Molly loaded her three into the car and came over right away to comfort.  Another hope...a hope that you get to laugh and play with Aidan, Gia and Liam.  The first day, my heart was scared...an unexplained fear.  

Your daddy found out about you when he came home from work.  He knew the moment he looked at me...and I think he saw the pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom counter.  I wish I had a picture of his grin that was from ear to ear.  I hope you have your daddy's dimples.  

A week has gone by and it is getting easier to deal with the emotions of fear.  I say that now, but that may change from day to day.  

My sweet baby, know that God loves you and He is protecting you.  

Love,

your mommy

 

(5 weeks)