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Our waiting was finally over. After three years of trying, we were finally met with a positive pregnancy test. My husband made me re-do the pee stick every morning for three days to be sure. We were so excited, but waited to tell our families until nine weeks.I knew that at eight weeks we were safe, right? When we reached 12 weeks, I was even more confident. By 20 weeks, seeing our little boy squirm and wiggle in perfect anatomy and size made me feel so safe and secure in our future as a family of three. I was filled with confidence and love during our maternity shoot and the baby shower at 30 weeks. I waited to post those beautiful pictures to ...
When my husband, Joe, and I got married, we started trying right away to get pregnant. I already had an older daughter, and we wanted to have time as a family with the new baby at home before she left for college in a few years. So we started trying—tracking ovulation, taking temperatures, standing on my head, whatever we thought might work.
After trying for awhile, we realized something wasn’t right and decided to seek help from a specialist. We went to the amazing doctors at South Jersey Fertility Center, and after months of testing and procedures we had our diagnosis—unexplained secondary infertility, a diagnosis that really isn’t ...
Holden's pregnancy was like many first pregnancies. We were thrilled and couldn't wait to meet our first baby. Holden and I were both very healthy and we naively believed nothing could go wrong. A nursery was lovingly painted and created, books were read together, my diet was the healthiest it had ever been, and we enjoyed reading any and all pregnancy books and updates on our phones' pregnancy apps. We were so grateful God was giving us a chance to be parents to a son. Life was perfect.
On August 28, 2010, Chet and I were filled with joy and hopeful nerves as we realized I must be in "real" labor. After a call to L&D, we jumped in the ...
Aligned in our desire for three children, my husband and I conceived for the first time in 2015, just after our first anniversary. Days later, the pregnancy ended. I knew nothing of “chemical pregnancy” before that experience. I was devastated, but it didn’t feel like it mattered to anyone but me.The following year, I gave birth to a healthy daughter, Lily, and fell in love, not only with her, but with the entirety of motherhood—pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding. I wanted to do it again and again. Despite our first early loss, I believed I would continue to have healthy babies.
I became pregnant again just before Lily ...
My husband and I were so excited to be pregnant for the first time. I still remember the short-lived giddiness and blissful ignorance of the first weeks. And then, at 7-weeks, morning sickness showed up. Rather all day sickness—hyper emesis gravidirum. I threw up about four times a day, could barely take in even 500 calories of nutrition a day, and walking to the bathroom or to answer the door was a momentous feat. I kept thinking it would get better soon. I was almost there, to that magic second trimester.
I ended up at the ER for fluids twice, and I was losing weight. The second trimester milestone came and went, and I was still vomiting ...
On July 20, 2018, our third child was due to join our family. Her room was pink, her brothers were excited, her Dad and I were ecstatic for a girl. It felt so different this time. We had all the ideas of bows and frilly things, and had decided exactly what her wedding day would be like.
Our firstborn came at 31 weeks after a quick and scary bout with preeclampsia, so this pregnancy they watched my blood pressure carefully. On July 6th, I was 38 weeks, and that afternoon I got a high blood pressure reading on my cuff at home. I called the nurse and she asked me to come to the hospital. However, in the hospital that day, my blood pressure ...
My husband, Josh, and I found out we were pregnant shortly after Thanksgiving in 2019. To be quite honest, I was very anxious and fearful about it because this child would be my fourth C-Section, and we had experienced complications with our third son that could affect this pregnancy. I brought my fears before the Lord (at the time I was mostly fearful that I would die in childbirth, leaving my husband and children behind) and He comforted me greatly as I read in 1 Thessalonians 5: 9-11.“For God has not destined us for wrath, but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us so that whether we are awake or asleep we might live ...
In the midst of my darkest valleys, our faithful God has shown me His grace in the most surreal ways that I have ever experienced.
As a young wife, I was so excited as I anticipated the moment when I would be blessed with a pregnancy. My husband and I prayerfully considered our readiness for parenthood and trusted that the Lord would provide a child in the near future. Shortly after beginning to mentally prepare for motherhood, our first baby came into our lives. I became pregnant with our baby in April, 2019 and carried her for eight months on this earth. I embraced the pregnancy and was overcome with joy as I awaited her birth.
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In March 2019, Mike and I found out that we were pregnant. We were ecstatic. I had suffered a miscarriage in June of 2018, and I felt really hopeful about this pregnancy. My due date was November 17, 2019. We were living in Florida, and we quickly decided to move back to Maryland, where I am originally from, to be around my family and friends who would be playing a huge role in our child's life.
We moved back to Maryland in June and started buying things for the baby's room little by little. It was so fun for us. Every weekend we had a project to work on. Then, we found out that we would be having a little boy. We started going crazy buying ...
In December 2018, after an early loss in 2017 and one long year of fertility treatments, we were pregnant. I remember like it was yesterday—waking up that morning to take my test on the scheduled day per my treatments. Honestly, I expected it to be negative, but it wasn’t. Finally, we were going to have another baby.
Scan after scan our little girl continued to grow, her heart beating strong. She always measured a little further behind, but no one ever showed too much concern. We went back and forth on a name for her. We allowed our daughters to help pick a name. At first, they chose Princess Flower. Of course, that was quickly vetoed. ...
