One week from today, we will get to catch a glimpse of our little peanut on an ultrasound screen. I'm incredibly excited and also a little nervous. I just always tend to hold my breath until I hear them say "everything looks great" and I pray that's what we'll hear next week.
I have had some really good days this past week and it's amazing how much it has uplifted my spirits. I really can't remember what "normal" feels like anymore, but at least I have had glimpses of it recently. I am still vomiting a couple times a week, but at least it isn't knocking me out for the entire day. I seem to be able to bounce back a bit more quickly. And I can't remember the last time I took a Zofran, so that is encouraging.
In the spirit of Thanksgiving in a couple days, I'm so grateful for starting to feel better because we are going to have a very busy month leading up to Christmas. We are traveling home for Thanksgiving and then the following week Teirney has a week long (or more) trial in Madison, so Kaydence and I will be staying with my sister there to pass the time. Then my mom will be coming to town for a week after that, and then it's Christmas. I'm not sure when I'll get any Christmas shopping done...I'm foreseeing some Amazon purchases in my future. ;-)
Here is my 19 week belly pic.
I sometimes just look at my husband and daughter and think I am so undeserving to have such love in my life. They love me unconditionally.
When I'm moody, lazy, sick, and walk around in my pajamas all day with bedhead hair...they still love me (even though today, Kaydence did tell me my hair looked like a dragon lol).
When there are still lunch dishes on the counter when my husband comes home from work at night and the house looks like a tornado tore through it...my husband still loves me and utters not a word.
When my emotions get the better of me and I don't handle a situation the way I would have liked...they still love me. Case in point, the other day, Kaydence started throwing her lunch on the floor and I got short with her. Afterward, she started asking me, "mommy are you happy?" I told her "no, kaydence, I'm not happy." She burst into tears asking me over and over "mommy are you happy, are you happy...I just want you to be happy." I finally told her I was happy because it was the only thing that made her stop crying. It tore me up and I had to leave the room for a minute while I burst into tears. It made me realize how silly it was for me to be so upset about something so trivial and how much my attitude really affected her. It broke my heart.
I could go on and on about how grateful I am for my two loves and how they shower me with their unconditional love everyday, but that wouldn't be very interesting to most of you. ;-) I will just hold those things close to my heart and remain eternally grateful for all of the blessings God has given me.
And did I mention, Teirney is the most incredible father? I hope one day Kaydence will realize how blessed she is to have such a loving daddy.
I love you both to pieces! xoxo