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.
You see for me getting pregnant after having my micropreemie son was not something I had ever really considered. When people would ask "so when is the next one coming?" They would get THE LOOK...oh you know the look that says "are you for real?" After all that we've been through? Nah I'm good. Through my first pregnancy I learned so much about myself, my body and the entire experience wasn't what I imagined. It was such a hard journey- but through my tumultuous pregnancy and premature birth, I discovered my purpose, my faith grew AND I witnessed a real life miracle. I truly believe that everything I went through was God's will and plan.