We are 35 weeks pregnant today. 35. Weeks. That means 5 weeks or less til this baby makes his appearance! This has been such a special pregnancy for me. After losing our last baby at 15 weeks and 3 days, this pregnancy took on new meaning. I have not taken it for granted. I have tried to not complain. I have felt so thankful for aches and pains, kicks from the baby and all the extra ultrasounds we had. I have been so thankful for a Christian OB doctor who, literally, held my hand at times during this pregnancy. This time around came with a lot of fear. Not just for me, but for my husband and for the girls. We have all prayed for this baby every single day since we got that first positive. Rather than surprising the girls, we told them the same day we got the positive to allow them to be praying for this new life. Now with Christmas nearing, I find myself thinking about and relating to Mary from the Bible. The Christmas story feels extra special when you are waddling into the church 35 weeks pregnant with a very active baby boy kicking your rib cage. This pregnancy has been filled with so many doctors appointments. With the other pregnancies, I never had anything out of the ordinary. This pregnancy was rocky from the start. I had the low progesterone and it kept dropping until I ended up on painful injections here at home. Then there was the scare with the hole in heart. And now after all that we sit here at 35 weeks with a healthy baby boy kicking away inside me. I am just overwhelmed with gratitude.
5 more weeks!