I am the first person to admit how crazy excited we were finding out about our third pregnancy. I tried to contain my excitement, but after trying for almost a year with one failed pregnancy in the midst this felt like a miracle! I love this sweet little girl in my belly more than life itself, but this pregnancy has been anything but easy. Sickness, lightheaded, spotting, cramping, dizziness, fatigue, and having days where I simply could not function. Now I'm 24 weeks and up 30lbs. I really thought this pregnancy was going to be different... a work out nut, running almost daily, tracking my calories, and losing weight by the week
Then I got pregnant.
Burgers, fries, and pure greasiness was what kept me from vomiting basically the entire first trimester. I, like many people can not eat that way without packing on the lbs almost immediately. I have managed to level out for the last 2-3 months and have hardly gained anything, but the first 3 months more than made up for it.
And then there's sex. If you know me you know I do not speak openly about this subject. I am quite private when it comes to this matter, but this pregnancy has more than put a huge halt on our sex life. I feel like I have lost all desire to be intimate; I feel anything but sexy, and these added lbs makes me feel just plain ugly. I am so fortunate to have a husband that loves me despite my flaws and finds me beautiful no matter what, but it's so hard to be intimate when you don't even feel beautiful.
Thankfully pregnancy is not forever, and the real reward is when that sweet baby is born and we have the pleasure of laying our eyes on her beautiful face. My son has brought more joy to my life than I could have ever imagined and I can't wait for that much more love and joy to enter this world. In the mean time I will just enjoy her sweet kicks and keep in mind this is only a season. I suppose if anything this pregnancy excites me even more to be the best Alysha I have ever been... mentally, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
Friday, May 3, 2013
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Oh good... grief
March and April are so very bittersweet. March we celebrate my hubby's birthday... April is the start of Spring. But... there's always a but.
Beginning of March our second child was due to be born... 2 years ago on April 29th my sweetest little best furry friend of 12 years passed... And just a day ago on April 30th a very close and dear friend passed.
The loss of the baby was grief of its very own... unfortunately there was another level of grief to deal with the date baby was due. And somehow... every year for the past now 2 years April 29th has been an extremely difficult day for me. My child and my fur baby both had very large pieces of my very small heart... grief.
Pregnancy hormones are hard enough to deal with on their own. The grieving process is hard enough on its own. Loss is hard enough on its own. All of those at the same time makes for a person who just constantly feels like they're grieving.
It's only for a season... each year the grief will become slightly less and I slightly stronger. But I will always miss the child I never was able to give birth to, the dog that I refused to call a dog, but rather my baby for the 12 years he was by my side every single day, and even the friends and family that we continue to lose.
As important as it is to grieve, I'm just a little tired of grieving. I am blessed to know that I will meet my child one day, I will see all of my grandparents, friends, and other family members.. and who knows... maybe little Budster was a lucky one that got to go to heaven.
Joy comes in the morning!
Beginning of March our second child was due to be born... 2 years ago on April 29th my sweetest little best furry friend of 12 years passed... And just a day ago on April 30th a very close and dear friend passed.
The loss of the baby was grief of its very own... unfortunately there was another level of grief to deal with the date baby was due. And somehow... every year for the past now 2 years April 29th has been an extremely difficult day for me. My child and my fur baby both had very large pieces of my very small heart... grief.
Pregnancy hormones are hard enough to deal with on their own. The grieving process is hard enough on its own. Loss is hard enough on its own. All of those at the same time makes for a person who just constantly feels like they're grieving.
It's only for a season... each year the grief will become slightly less and I slightly stronger. But I will always miss the child I never was able to give birth to, the dog that I refused to call a dog, but rather my baby for the 12 years he was by my side every single day, and even the friends and family that we continue to lose.
As important as it is to grieve, I'm just a little tired of grieving. I am blessed to know that I will meet my child one day, I will see all of my grandparents, friends, and other family members.. and who knows... maybe little Budster was a lucky one that got to go to heaven.
Joy comes in the morning!
Thursday, March 7, 2013
Homemade Jalapeno Poppers
Hubs came home about a week ago and said I have a great idea! It's so easy and I'm pretty sure it's going to be delicious!
1 can Grand Biscuits
Jalapenos
1 container Cream Cheese
Roll each biscuit out and depending on the size you slice your peppers you can cut each biscuit approx in to 4ths and wrap each peppers with 1/4 of the biscuit.
Bake at 350 for approx 8-10min or until slightly golden and voila!
For the love of the run... and the friend along side me.
So I have this friend... I have known her for less than 2 years, but somehow we know each other inside and out. We've not only become amazing friends and neighbors, but this girl is my BRF (Bestest Running Friend).
We met up one afternoon for a run... Upon meeting up we looked at each other and realized we were completely matching! ha ha ha We went for an awesome run and felt we had to capture the total awesomeness of our running coordination!
Did I mention we had literally just met a couple months prior?
Ya... We're superstars!
Since I have become pregnant I have been unable to run, (precautionary) and I have missed our late night trudges through the neighborhood spilling our guts to one another and hating every second of the Hills in Hemminger. I have oh so missed the, what felt like, endless road through the country, the hills that just don't quite, and the several hour long convo's that we would find ourselves outside laughing and chuckling at midnight realizing we should probably go to bed!
I have been richly blessed by this beautiful friend and can't wait to be side by side in blessed misery one day soon! Love you Lindsay!
We met up one afternoon for a run... Upon meeting up we looked at each other and realized we were completely matching! ha ha ha We went for an awesome run and felt we had to capture the total awesomeness of our running coordination!
Did I mention we had literally just met a couple months prior?
Ya... We're superstars!
Since I have become pregnant I have been unable to run, (precautionary) and I have missed our late night trudges through the neighborhood spilling our guts to one another and hating every second of the Hills in Hemminger. I have oh so missed the, what felt like, endless road through the country, the hills that just don't quite, and the several hour long convo's that we would find ourselves outside laughing and chuckling at midnight realizing we should probably go to bed!
I have been richly blessed by this beautiful friend and can't wait to be side by side in blessed misery one day soon! Love you Lindsay!
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Jesus doesn't expect us to be perfect... Just Real.
So... I have a little "real-ness" to share...
I huge struggle for the past several months for us has been paying our tithes consistently. It used to never be an issue, but somehow when money is tight that is what suffers.
I could give excuse after excuse, but the fact is my priorities simply have not been where they should be.
Some of you may believe in paying your tithes consistently... some may not; Some may not even go to church. However, for us it is very important and something I have been very convicted of.
Justin got paid this Friday so my immediate reaction was to check our account before paying our tithes. His checks have been way lower than normal so I always want to see what I'm working with before pouring our money out everywhere.
I attempted to log on to our account and the page would not load. The bank page would load, but every time I tried to log on, it would never load. I tried accessing it with my husbands information... no such luck. Finally something in me said... pay anyway. Something triggered in my soul that said, no matter how much is in your bank account, there is a portion that is Mine(God's) and why don't you just have a little faith that I will take care of you, and................ pay anyway.
Soooooooooooooooooooo.... I went to our church website and did just that. My heart was filled with more joy than I can describe. Something in the core of being told me we were going to be just fine. I could feel God's spirit in the very tips of my fingers as I typed in the amount, bank account, and clicked submit.
Can I just say... the bank page loaded just fine after that! ;)
And would you be shocked if I said... We're not floating in dough by any means, but we will be just fine to get through the next couple of weeks?!
"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?" Mathew 6:26
I huge struggle for the past several months for us has been paying our tithes consistently. It used to never be an issue, but somehow when money is tight that is what suffers.
I could give excuse after excuse, but the fact is my priorities simply have not been where they should be.
Some of you may believe in paying your tithes consistently... some may not; Some may not even go to church. However, for us it is very important and something I have been very convicted of.
Justin got paid this Friday so my immediate reaction was to check our account before paying our tithes. His checks have been way lower than normal so I always want to see what I'm working with before pouring our money out everywhere.
I attempted to log on to our account and the page would not load. The bank page would load, but every time I tried to log on, it would never load. I tried accessing it with my husbands information... no such luck. Finally something in me said... pay anyway. Something triggered in my soul that said, no matter how much is in your bank account, there is a portion that is Mine(God's) and why don't you just have a little faith that I will take care of you, and................ pay anyway.
Soooooooooooooooooooo.... I went to our church website and did just that. My heart was filled with more joy than I can describe. Something in the core of being told me we were going to be just fine. I could feel God's spirit in the very tips of my fingers as I typed in the amount, bank account, and clicked submit.
Can I just say... the bank page loaded just fine after that! ;)
And would you be shocked if I said... We're not floating in dough by any means, but we will be just fine to get through the next couple of weeks?!
"Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?" Mathew 6:26
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Week 11-12... Fears and Excitements.
I am finally just about out of the first trimester!! Woo hoo... what a relief! I will be 12 weeks Saturday.
I had an unplanned ultrasound this week. A silly pregnant woman's concern turned in to the doctor requesting an emergency ultrasound. I called just as a precaution, but with my past pregnancy problems they wanted to be sure we weren't having a repeat. So I went with my nerves on edge, but my faith in high gear. Low and behold... Baby G was perfectly fine! Praise You Jesus. Our sweet baby had a beautiful heart rate of 166... same as 3 weeks prior, and moving all around. We even got a few waves!
The last two days my belly has pooched and hardened! If there was a chance of hiding it before, there is no such luck now! And I'm perfectly fine with that!!
Here are just a few of the beautiful pictures we got to take home...
I had an unplanned ultrasound this week. A silly pregnant woman's concern turned in to the doctor requesting an emergency ultrasound. I called just as a precaution, but with my past pregnancy problems they wanted to be sure we weren't having a repeat. So I went with my nerves on edge, but my faith in high gear. Low and behold... Baby G was perfectly fine! Praise You Jesus. Our sweet baby had a beautiful heart rate of 166... same as 3 weeks prior, and moving all around. We even got a few waves!
The last two days my belly has pooched and hardened! If there was a chance of hiding it before, there is no such luck now! And I'm perfectly fine with that!!
Here are just a few of the beautiful pictures we got to take home...
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Healthy is a lifestyle...
I have a couple pretty awesome friends right now that are on a journey of changing their eating and workout habits. The day I got married most people would have never known that I too have struggled with weight my entire life... Even to this very day.
I was ridiculed and made fun of something awful in elementary school; in middle school it only got worse. I went to a Christian school in hopes to escape the ridicule, but it only worsened. By my freshman year I was just plain sick and tired of being the "fat girl" in school that no guy ever wanted to date... ever!
I decided the battle was over. I was done being, "The fat kid!" So I slowly began running, changing my eating habits... more salads and less Dr. Pepper! I could knock down 6 Dr. Peppers and 4 ice cream cones in one sitting plus whatever else I had eaten or drank for that day. I realized the only person I had to blame for my health was myself. The only finger that could be pointed... was at me.
My Sophomore year there were real changes taking place and I was finally getting healthier. By this time I had lost about 30lbs. My husband even noticed me right before turning 16!
By my Junior year I was down another 15lbs and just continued to get healthier. I began to realize it wasn't about being fat or skinny... it was about being healthy or completely unhealthy.
By my Senior year I weighed between 115-120lbs and was down a whopping 65lbs!
Yes... in 8th grade I weighed 180lbs.
Not a number I am proud of, but that's exactly why I made the decision to change it!
To some 180 may not seem like a lot, but for a young girl in middle school who wasn't even 5 feet tall yet that was morbidly obese for my height and age.
I have battled my weight since the day I was born, but making the decision to control your food rather than allowing it to control you, is the reason I am not morbidly obese today.
All of this to say... My heart goes out more than you'll ever know to people who struggle with weight. My heart goes out, because I know that struggle. I know that battle every minute of... "What are they saying about me?" Or, "I know I shouldn't eat this, but it's really not going to make that big of a difference... right?" I still struggle... I struggle every single day. I struggle to make the right choices.. and I don't always! I am far from perfect and especially being pregnant... it's that much more of a struggle. But it's a battle worth fighting and I am WORTH IT! And so are YOU!
After this baby is born my goal is to weigh 125lbs on a good day and 130lbs on a, "I just want ice cream and cake," kind of day. I am without doubt that I can do it, and I will. I can't find the pictures of me from 8th grade, but what I will show you is what I accomplished.
Healthy is a life change... not a diet, fad, or the current trend. And it's life changing. I understand what you're going through... I know that fight. It's the same one I fight every single day... You are worth being healthy.
I was ridiculed and made fun of something awful in elementary school; in middle school it only got worse. I went to a Christian school in hopes to escape the ridicule, but it only worsened. By my freshman year I was just plain sick and tired of being the "fat girl" in school that no guy ever wanted to date... ever!
I decided the battle was over. I was done being, "The fat kid!" So I slowly began running, changing my eating habits... more salads and less Dr. Pepper! I could knock down 6 Dr. Peppers and 4 ice cream cones in one sitting plus whatever else I had eaten or drank for that day. I realized the only person I had to blame for my health was myself. The only finger that could be pointed... was at me.
My Sophomore year there were real changes taking place and I was finally getting healthier. By this time I had lost about 30lbs. My husband even noticed me right before turning 16!
By my Junior year I was down another 15lbs and just continued to get healthier. I began to realize it wasn't about being fat or skinny... it was about being healthy or completely unhealthy.
By my Senior year I weighed between 115-120lbs and was down a whopping 65lbs!
Yes... in 8th grade I weighed 180lbs.
Not a number I am proud of, but that's exactly why I made the decision to change it!
To some 180 may not seem like a lot, but for a young girl in middle school who wasn't even 5 feet tall yet that was morbidly obese for my height and age.
I have battled my weight since the day I was born, but making the decision to control your food rather than allowing it to control you, is the reason I am not morbidly obese today.
All of this to say... My heart goes out more than you'll ever know to people who struggle with weight. My heart goes out, because I know that struggle. I know that battle every minute of... "What are they saying about me?" Or, "I know I shouldn't eat this, but it's really not going to make that big of a difference... right?" I still struggle... I struggle every single day. I struggle to make the right choices.. and I don't always! I am far from perfect and especially being pregnant... it's that much more of a struggle. But it's a battle worth fighting and I am WORTH IT! And so are YOU!
After this baby is born my goal is to weigh 125lbs on a good day and 130lbs on a, "I just want ice cream and cake," kind of day. I am without doubt that I can do it, and I will. I can't find the pictures of me from 8th grade, but what I will show you is what I accomplished.
Healthy is a life change... not a diet, fad, or the current trend. And it's life changing. I understand what you're going through... I know that fight. It's the same one I fight every single day... You are worth being healthy.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Aversions, Cravings, and that is totally nasty why would you even eat that, Oh My!
So I totally ate two complete bowls of delicious salad with a fantastic Papa Vino's Italian dressing and freshly grated Parmesan cheese! Throw a few croutons on top... oh man I'm ready for round two!
The crazy aversions have been something else this go around! One day I'm in love with chicken fingers; the next day I'm completely disgusted by them! Meat in general has been quite nasty pretty much since the day I found out I was pregnant. Don't even get me started on re-fried beans!
I've been noticing a reoccurring theme of craving roughage the last few weeks. I can honestly say I have never craved 'roughage'... like ever.
When I was pregs with Tade I craved complete and total junk from sweets, to fries, to burgers and meat pies(pizza; rhyming was way more fun)! With this baby the sickness hasn't been nearly intense and I'm totally craving my regular health food except chicken breast. Way weird, considering that's all I eat when there's not a little being growing inside of me. So needless to say the two pregnancies have been quite different!
Whatever I'm 'craving' or 'hating' on any given day is totally worth it...
The crazy aversions have been something else this go around! One day I'm in love with chicken fingers; the next day I'm completely disgusted by them! Meat in general has been quite nasty pretty much since the day I found out I was pregnant. Don't even get me started on re-fried beans!
I've been noticing a reoccurring theme of craving roughage the last few weeks. I can honestly say I have never craved 'roughage'... like ever.
When I was pregs with Tade I craved complete and total junk from sweets, to fries, to burgers and meat pies(pizza; rhyming was way more fun)! With this baby the sickness hasn't been nearly intense and I'm totally craving my regular health food except chicken breast. Way weird, considering that's all I eat when there's not a little being growing inside of me. So needless to say the two pregnancies have been quite different!
Whatever I'm 'craving' or 'hating' on any given day is totally worth it...
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Miracle in the making... 10 week check-up.
Today has been such an exciting day... We had a 10 week appointment today to hear the heart beat and a quick check-up on everything! The doctor prepared me that we may not hear the heart beat and to not be disappointed if we didn't hear anything. God knew I needed to hear it... and we did! As soon as he put the doppler on my belly we heard the heartbeat within like a second or less! It was so strong and so loud... 166!
A few months back I had an abnormality on a cyst on my right ovary. What was finally confirmed after many months was that was actually the baby the second time around. Today I found out my ovaries look completely normal and I have a very small corpus luteum cyst on my left ovary where I ovulated from which is completely NORMAL! This has been weighing on my shoulders ever since the miscarriage and not knowing if something was wrong has been a real fear of mine. So first off today, I am thankful that I have a healthy body to allow this baby to grow within! My blood tests all came back normal and basically I am normal! wOo HoO!
Our next appointment is scheduled 4 weeks from now and the appointment following will more than likely be our ultrasound to find out the sex of the baby. Ya... I am definitely NOT waiting to find out the sex! If this baby is a girl we're going to pInk it up! And if it's a boy... it's going to be all BLuE!
A few months back I had an abnormality on a cyst on my right ovary. What was finally confirmed after many months was that was actually the baby the second time around. Today I found out my ovaries look completely normal and I have a very small corpus luteum cyst on my left ovary where I ovulated from which is completely NORMAL! This has been weighing on my shoulders ever since the miscarriage and not knowing if something was wrong has been a real fear of mine. So first off today, I am thankful that I have a healthy body to allow this baby to grow within! My blood tests all came back normal and basically I am normal! wOo HoO!
Our next appointment is scheduled 4 weeks from now and the appointment following will more than likely be our ultrasound to find out the sex of the baby. Ya... I am definitely NOT waiting to find out the sex! If this baby is a girl we're going to pInk it up! And if it's a boy... it's going to be all BLuE!
Easy healthy afternoon snack... Apples and dip
Hello healthy. Hello Easy. Hello Yummy!
The Dip!
3/4 C Stoneyfield Organic 0% fat vanilla yogurt
2 Tbsp. All natural Peanut Butter
Approx 1 tsp honey
Combine
Slice up apples and eat away!
Enjoy!!
Caprese Salad on Flat-bread
Pre made or homemade Flat-bread
coat with a layer of olive oil and pop in the oven @350 for just a few minutes until it begins to golden.
Remove from oven and top with roma tomatoes, fresh mozzarella, and either basil or spinach.
Drizzle a small amount of evoo over top and finish baking until cheese is melted and tomatoes are cooked.
Enjoy!!
Stuffed Peppers
Hello heaven... These stuffed peppers were show stopping!!
I made these awhile ago so I have to dig way down deep in my memory for the recipe!
Here it goes!
Slice peppers in half and give a thin coat of olive oil, sea salt, and pepper.
(Pop in oven @ 350 for about 10min.)
Next whip up however much rice you desire. I use long grain brown rice..(not instant).
brown meat (turkey or beef)
Black beans (opt.)
Next combine your meat, rice, and beans. Add taco seasoning to taste and your favorite salsa. If you're a cheesy kind of person throw a little cheese in the mix.
Place your mixture inside each half paper and top with freshly shredded or sliced cheddar cheese!
Throw in the oven until cheese is melted and pepper is fully cooked!
Enjoy!!
Monday, February 4, 2013
A miracle in the making...
Ooooooo baby, baby!!
We are finally EXPECTING!!!!!!! You have no idea how amazing that feels to finally say!
The last several months held a whirlwind of emotions, excitements, disappoints, and down right heart aches and breaks. Some know, some do not... last August I suffered from a miscarriage. I was 6 weeks and 1 day pregnant when I went in to the ER with a threatened miscarriage... At 7 weeks I miscarried. God in some kind of crazy way, prepared me for the heartache. I'm not sure how He manages to be so awesome, but as down, low, depressed, and dark I felt.... God was still right there in the valley with me. I spent many days and nights crying and down right mad that God would take my child from me. However, I spent many days close in His presence knowing that some day I will see that sweet precious child again.
For the next several months we wanted to get pregnant again, but it just wasn't happening as "quickly" as I thought it should. September, October, November.... Still no baby. I finally decided I was done getting my hopes up and done "trying". I finally accepted that God would bring us another child when He was ready and knew we were ready.
December 30th- "Hey hunny, what's the date today?" As my husband proceeded to tell me it was the 30th I quickly realized I was beyond "late". I was also feeling extremely lightheaded, fatigued, dizzy, and all around just like crap. Although I fought the urge, I finally caved and purchased a pregnancy test.
That feeling when you see two lines parallel to each other on a little white strip of plastic... Yup, that's what happened!
We were so excited and beyond thrilled and since I already felt disgusting I started this pregnancy a little more hopeful. That night I walked into what would be our baby room, (although nothing of that sort was on my mind when I walked in the room) and proceeded to close the curtains. As I glanced out the window to close the curtain I saw one little star in a very overcast sky(what Tade referred to as a "baby" star.) It wasn't so much that star that grabbed my attention, but it was the absolute, undeniable peace that flooded my being. I closed the curtain with tears welling up in my eyes and walked out of the room. Almost a week later I went in for blood work which returned back with HCG levels over 30,000! (That's a really good thing!) Another week later I was ushered in for an ultrasound. The first thing we saw as the doppler pressed against my stomach was a beautiful little heart beating away. Heart rate of 121 to be exact. The following week we went in to meet with my doctor and my uterus had grown equivalent with 8 weeks, so the baby was clearly growing. At 9 weeks we went in for an ultrasound again. Our beautiful little baby had an amazingly strong heart rate of 171 and was moving around!!!! I began to ball like a baby. I was almost in disbelief of this beautiful healthy baby growing abundantly in my stomach.
All this to say... that brings us here. 10 weeks pregs, and an ever growing belly! We decided after bloodwork, 2 ultrasounds, and a doctors appointment, (not to mention an undeniable peace) we were ready to share our good news with everyone. We ask for continued prayer for this beautiful child, a peace that surpasses all understanding, and above all good health.
I'm so excited that you also will be able to witness with us a little miracle in the making! Woot woot!
Bye for now!
Alysha
We are finally EXPECTING!!!!!!! You have no idea how amazing that feels to finally say!
The last several months held a whirlwind of emotions, excitements, disappoints, and down right heart aches and breaks. Some know, some do not... last August I suffered from a miscarriage. I was 6 weeks and 1 day pregnant when I went in to the ER with a threatened miscarriage... At 7 weeks I miscarried. God in some kind of crazy way, prepared me for the heartache. I'm not sure how He manages to be so awesome, but as down, low, depressed, and dark I felt.... God was still right there in the valley with me. I spent many days and nights crying and down right mad that God would take my child from me. However, I spent many days close in His presence knowing that some day I will see that sweet precious child again.
For the next several months we wanted to get pregnant again, but it just wasn't happening as "quickly" as I thought it should. September, October, November.... Still no baby. I finally decided I was done getting my hopes up and done "trying". I finally accepted that God would bring us another child when He was ready and knew we were ready.
December 30th- "Hey hunny, what's the date today?" As my husband proceeded to tell me it was the 30th I quickly realized I was beyond "late". I was also feeling extremely lightheaded, fatigued, dizzy, and all around just like crap. Although I fought the urge, I finally caved and purchased a pregnancy test.
That feeling when you see two lines parallel to each other on a little white strip of plastic... Yup, that's what happened!
We were so excited and beyond thrilled and since I already felt disgusting I started this pregnancy a little more hopeful. That night I walked into what would be our baby room, (although nothing of that sort was on my mind when I walked in the room) and proceeded to close the curtains. As I glanced out the window to close the curtain I saw one little star in a very overcast sky(what Tade referred to as a "baby" star.) It wasn't so much that star that grabbed my attention, but it was the absolute, undeniable peace that flooded my being. I closed the curtain with tears welling up in my eyes and walked out of the room. Almost a week later I went in for blood work which returned back with HCG levels over 30,000! (That's a really good thing!) Another week later I was ushered in for an ultrasound. The first thing we saw as the doppler pressed against my stomach was a beautiful little heart beating away. Heart rate of 121 to be exact. The following week we went in to meet with my doctor and my uterus had grown equivalent with 8 weeks, so the baby was clearly growing. At 9 weeks we went in for an ultrasound again. Our beautiful little baby had an amazingly strong heart rate of 171 and was moving around!!!! I began to ball like a baby. I was almost in disbelief of this beautiful healthy baby growing abundantly in my stomach.
All this to say... that brings us here. 10 weeks pregs, and an ever growing belly! We decided after bloodwork, 2 ultrasounds, and a doctors appointment, (not to mention an undeniable peace) we were ready to share our good news with everyone. We ask for continued prayer for this beautiful child, a peace that surpasses all understanding, and above all good health.
I'm so excited that you also will be able to witness with us a little miracle in the making! Woot woot!
Bye for now!
Alysha
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