The next baby Killian!

Here he is!  (No, I don't know if it's a he yet, but he is universal in my book and seems so much better than "it")  I am about 11 weeks along already and my belly has really grown this past week-no weight gain (actually a 2 lb loss), but still my clothes are feeling really, really tight.  It might be time to bust out the 4 month maternity pants already :) 

I went in last Thursday for a routine follow-up to discuss the results of my blood work. After we were done discussing that I still did not have HIV or any STDs, Dr. Jones wanted to see if he could hear a heartbeat.  It was still a little early because he couldn't find a heartbeat or even my pulse so he decided to do an ultrasound.  Well-let's just say this is where it got scary.  I was looking at the screen and saw exactly what he saw-which was a whole lot of NOTHING.  He looked very concerned and gave me three options:

1) He is wrong and is using the machine wrong, which has only happened once in 25 years (he pulls random statistics out of his behind, which cracks me up).
2) I wasn't as far along as I thought I was, which was more than likely not the case since I had been keeping up with my cycles.
3) The pregnancy didn't take and I was going to have to decide how to proceed without James present.

He asked if there was anyone who could be with me because he was SURE that I had lost the baby.  They sat me in a room so I could regroup, which I used to pray.  It was weird because after I finished praying, there was this overwhelming calm as if God said "child, you'll be okay."  Connor was with me and started looking at pictures of babies on the wall and kept saying "baby" over and over and I just knew the Dr was wrong.  Dr. Jones worked with the sonogram technician to get me in immediately  who ended up doing a vaginal sonogram.  What I saw on the screen was just an answer to prayers.  A baby so alive, he was kicking and punching his knubby arms and legs as if to say "I'm here!" 

Creating life is one of life's precious miracles and I not wish to take it for granted.  Please continue to grow littl peanut, so we can meet you in November.