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My pregnancy story

I am going to admit that this is a rather long story.  Actually, this is the shortened version of a long story.  My purpose for writing this is so that I can forever keep it in my memory (as my pregnancy was such an incredible one), and share it with my daughter when the time arrives.  I want her to be able to read her story.

So here it is ...

In January 2012 I received news that would forever change mine and my husband's life: We were expecting a baby.  We were in utter shock as we had just started to try to conceive, and honestly did not expect it to happen so quickly.  For days I stared at that stick with those two pink lines.  Who would've known that a stick I peed on could hold so much meaning? Brock and I were ecstatic! At the same time, we were cautious and nervous as we knew the chance of a miscarriage was high with a first pregnancy.  Therefore, we thought we would like to keep the news quiet until after my first doctor's appointment.

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January 2012

It did not happen that way.  We went home to visit my parents at the end of January.  My mother was acting very strange that day, and I found out from my youngest sister, Allie, that she was expecting some news.  Apparently my mother had a feeling that we came in town to make an announcement.  It was not my intention to share the news with my family so soon, but after discussing it with my husband, we decided it would be okay.  After all, it would be cruel to not make the announcement my mother was expecting.  My sister, Marissa, knew we had recently started trying to conceive, so I broke the news to her first.  I pulled her aside in her bedroom and showed her a picture of my positive pregnancy test.  She was shocked, yet unbelievably happy.  I don't think she stopped grinning the entire night.  Later that evening, after supper, I decided it was time to make the announcement to my entire family.  I pulled up a picture of my old pee stick and told my mother I had a picture I wanted to show her.  I wish I could explain her reaction in a way that would accurately portray it.  She could have won an Oscar for her performance.  For a couple of seconds, I was almost sure we would be taking a trip in the ambulance as she started violently shaking, screaming, and crying.  She shouted, "Is this real?! Are you f!*@&! with me?! Jessi, this is not nice! Are you messing with me?" She was over-the-moon excited as she desperately wanted a grandchild.  It made me so happy to give her the news she had been craving for years.  The atmosphere in the living room that night was the best.  We talked for hours about this little baby that we loved so much already.  It finally felt real.

My first appointment was just a couple of days later, at the tail end of January.  At this appointment, my pregnancy was confirmed, and we found out that our due date was September 21, 2012.  We sat and listened to the nurse as she shared an abundance of overwhelming information with us.  Despite all of this information, we were so happy.  My mother cried when I called her to confirm the due date.  We just could not believe all of this was happening.

On February 14th, Valentine's Day, I had my first ultrasound.  My husband attended this appointment with me.  I was so nervous that I thought I would be sick.  I thought to myself, "What if there is not a baby in there? What if something bad happened?" I cannot tell you how relieving it was to see that little being on the screen, and then to hear the swooshing sound of her beautiful heartbeat.  Wow.  I was in awe.  I just wanted time to stand still in that moment as I watched my baby's heart beating on that screen.  How amazing.  My love just continued to grow for our baby.  I still could not believe it.  There was a real live baby growing inside of me.  One that was conceived out of love and want.  How did I get so lucky? I probably rubbed my bloat a billion times.  I could not wait to watch my stomach grow as my baby grew and developed inside of me.  I could not wait to wear those ugly maternity pants with the belly band.  I could not wait to shop for over sized pregnancy tops.  I could not wait to go shopping for baby items.  I could not wait to eat everything in sight and feel guilt free.  Oh, how I could not wait.  My journey was beginning.

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February 2012; 8 weeks

Over the course of the next two months, my stomach began to grow.  My bloat turned into a small bump, and I was in love.  My hands were glued to my belly.  My husband and I talked to our baby every day.  We could not wait to find out the sex as we already had the two names picked out.  In April, we had a second ultrasound session.  Instead this time it was an optional scan to find out the gender of our sweet baby.  My mother was able to drive into town for this appointment.  I was a ball of nerves that day.  Good nerves though as I could not wait to see how much our baby had grown, and to be able to start referring to our little one by his/her name.  That afternoon, my husband and I went into the dimly lit room and watched as the ultrasound technician poured goo onto my belly, pulled out the magical little wand, and revealed our miracle on the big screen.  Right away we found out the exciting news: We were expecting a baby girl! Oh, how excited we were to discover this.  It was a sweet confirmation for my husband as he suspected this all long.  Her name was going to be Isabella Grace.  We had her name picked out since we were friends many years ago.  Now we were finally able to use it.  I could not believe it.  We invited my mother back into the room, broke the news to her (as she once again put on a show of happy tears; my mother is quite the actress), and watched in awe as our baby girl moved across the screen.  We discovered that she was a wild little thing, resembling her father as she moved all over the place.  We could tell that she had long legs (just like her papa), and a skinny little butt (I don't know who she got this from)! We could see her kicking me, although I had yet to feel it.  From what we could tell, our sweet baby girl was healthy.  The most important discovery of all.

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April 2012; 16 weeks

The following week in April I felt my baby girl move for the first time.  It was a small flutter, and if I had not been paying attention, I would never had noticed it.  It was amazing.  For days I wished to feel her move again, but nothing.  I continued to will her to move for mommy one more time.  I began to consistently feel her movement around the beginning of May.  From that point on, I felt her move every day.  It never got old to me.  It was the most comforting, soothing feeling.  I wanted to feel her move all day long.

At the beginning of May, I had my third ultrasound with the doctor to confirm the gender and check out her anatomy.  Again, I was nervous as I began to wonder if something bad could have happened between April and May.  Perhaps you're discovering that I am a pessimist.  A paranoid one that is.  Her anatomy scan went wonderfully.  My husband and I were thrilled to see her moving around, comforted in hearing her beautiful heartbeat, and relieved to discover we were still expecting a very healthy little girl (as we had already spent a fortune on clothes ... well, a princess does need lots of clothing).  After the appointment, we went out for an early dinner and to shop for more baby girl clothing.  It was indeed a celebration!

I am a teacher; therefore, I finished out the year in mid-June and was finally able to relax for two months.  Oh how nice it was to spend every day kicking back on the sofa, feeling and watching my baby girl dance across my stomach.  At the end of July, we had our fourth and final ultrasound.  This was another optional scan as we wanted to see our baby girl's features.  This time, my husband's mother attended the session.  It was pure joy watching the happiness spread across her face as she saw her granddaughter in action on the big screen.  At this appointment, we discovered that baby girl had chubby cheeks (like her mother), full/round lips (like her father), and a perfect button nose.  She was a sleepy baby, but that was okay with us.  We just wanted to stare at her face.  Nothing else mattered.  Oh how anxious we became to meet her and hold her.  Everyone complimented on how beautiful my baby girl was.  They said she was the prettiest baby they had seen.  Of course she was.  She was perfect.

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July 2012; 32 weeks

In August, I returned back to work.  We began attending weekly appointments, and I watched as my body began to take on the biggest transformation yet.  I sometimes stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself in awe of how my body accommodated for this little being living inside of me.  It was hard for me to imagine a fully grown baby living just underneath my skin.  With each passing week, my husband and I became more and more anxious.  Every phone call I made home was answered with an anticipation of, "Is it time?!" Little did we know that baby girl was going to make us wait.  So, I continued to work and watch as my feet, ankles, and legs became so incredibly swollen that they appeared as if they belonged on a different body.  I watched as my belly continued to grow larger.  I watched my face begin to swell and become much puffier.  I no longer looked the same.  This little girl had changed my body completely.  Amazing.

Isabella's due date came and went.  I officially began maternity leave.  My husband and I, along with both of our families, waited and waited.  On Monday, September 24th, we received the news we had been anxiously waiting for: We were going to have our baby girl the following day.  Apparently I was 3.5 centimeters dilated, and 60% effaced.  It was time for Isabella Grace to enter the world.  Yes, on September 25th, 2012, we were going to welcome our baby girl into the world.


Oct. 29th, 2012 11:27 pm (UTC)
Jessi, it is so nice to hear from you! I have been absent from Facebook for several months but have hopped on occasionally so I have seen some pictures of your little girl. She looks JUST like you! I have to say, it is super crazy to me that you have embarked on the adventure of motherhood, but I can tell that it suits you well and am really happy for you :)
My friends list is so dead lately and I rarely feel like posting myself, but I do miss LJ and hope to get back to it. I also recently started a blog about running since that is my main focus in life right now and needed and outlet for it (the address is in my most recent post), so I will probably move over there sooner rather than later, but I do still enjoy journaling every day life - it's just so hard to find the time and motivation!
Oct. 29th, 2012 11:57 pm (UTC)
Hi babe! I noticed that you seemed to be missing from Facebook. I have missed you! Thank you so much, I appreciate your compliment! She is such a precious little girl, and it is such a reward being her mother! I know, it is completely crazy how fast everything happened. I am still amazed that I have a child! Sometimes it does not feel real.

My friends list is nearly empty right now, I'm hoping to reconnect with some old friends but it appears that most have done away with journal writing! I look forward to catching up on your journal. I'm so proud of you for continuing to run! I am sure it feels amazing. Good for you!



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