Sooooo here we are, in our 12th week of pregnancy and cruising right along. While the first few weeks it felt like time was moving at a snails pace- even with many appointments and Jaxson having started school, it felt like the days were SO long and slow. I was diagnosed with Hyperemsis Graviderum pretty early on (more on this later). The sickness consumed my life and my entire being. The past 12 weeks I have truly just been SURVIVAL MODE. There were days that I felt like I wasn’t going to make it through. Through tears, praying to God for relief, ER trips (for IV fluids and anti nausea meds) I literally told Marc I don’t think I can do this. It was hard to feel excited and have positive thoughts when I was so weak and sick and not feeling like my normal self.
Today we had Jaxson's 18 month well baby check up. He is thriving in growth and is doing well overall. We couldn't be more grateful for his good health. He is in the 25th percentile for growth (for his uncorrected age) and in the 75th percentile for his actual age! At 18 months old (actual) and 14 months (adjusted) he weighs, 22lb 4oz and is 31 1/2 inches long!!! That's amazing being that he was born weighing tiny 1ln 2.9oz 11 inches long. I would like to think that he is thriving due to the fact that God's hand is on his life and because his health has been put first as a priority for our family. We also believe that by me staying home with over the last 14 months has truly been beneficial for his growth and development.
We planned the celebration in 6 weeks and our friends and family were happy to come out and celebrate Jaxson's birth although he was still in the NICU. I thought it would be a little weird not actually being pregnant at my shower but I didn't feel sadness. I knew I needed to go through with the event and pull out all the stops because Jaxson was my first and possibly my last. I would've regretted not being able to experience a shower of my own.