I don't know why I wanted to forever document just how ginormous my belly gets but I might regret it if I don't. Besides, I wanted this for so long. I told myself early on that I was going to be as positive as I could about this pregnancy because of how grateful I am to even be expecting. I know many others who would give anything to feel a baby kick inside them, to wear those stretch marks with pride and puke with a smile on their face ( who am I kidding, I don't think anyone can do that). I am so grateful to even be pregnant, and this far along. It took many years of trying, numerous procedures, medications, and eventually another surgery. After the long roller coaster ride, we decided it was time to move on. One miraculous day, a few months later, we couldn't believe the positive test. So I took another, it was negative, as well as one more negative after that. We had been through this so many other times over the last five+ years. I just felt different though, and waited a few more days. Then it was clear as day. I didn't get too excited, in fact Andy and I didn't dare tell anyone until we saw for ourselves. I was about eleven weeks when we got to see that this little jelly bean did indeed have a heart beat, and exist! The nerves continued, because this all seemed so unreal. We had been through a lot of disappointment, and heartache. I honestly wasn't going to be relieved until I held him in my arms.
A lot of people made comments when we found out it was boy number 3. Thinking I was sad not to get a girl. Honestly, I would love to dress a girl in pink and purple, ruffles and sparkles. She'd be the best dressed baby girl ever, but the worldly stuff aside, I was just grateful to have another baby. I love my boys! They are sweet. They are handsome. They are mamma's boys through and through and they melt my heart everyday. Even when I step on their Legos and they burp at the table :) Deep down I knew long before the ultrasound that I was getting another little buddy, and that made my heart happy.
This is me at about 35 weeks. As difficult as pregnancy is, I have been so blessed to carry this boy every single day! I STILL can't believe I get to be a mom again! Fertility issues are something else, you don't appreciate and understand the miracle of life on this level, until you have experienced that amount of heartache and hopelessness. I am forever changed. Feeling grateful, anxious and huge :)
These boys were less than thrilled to take pictures, but we tried anyway.
So anxious to meet him. I just hope he gets here healthy!
Gavin took this one ;)
*Now to get through finals and have this boy!
























































