Sunday, June 26, 2011

Layton is going to be a . . . . . . .




. . . . BIG BROTHER!!!!!!

We are so excited to finally tell everyone that we are expecting Baby Shearrer #2 around January 9th.  I’m officially 12 weeks now and so glad to be through the first trimester.  I have been exhausted but other than that I have been feeling great.  Everything so far has been similar to my pregnancy with Layton so it makes me think we are having another boy but who knows.  We are still trying to get Layton excited about the whole idea of a baby in the house.  When we asked him the first time if he wanted a baby brother or sister his response was “I really don’t need one of those” so as I get bigger I’m hoping he will warm up to the idea.  He is very jealous lately though any time I’m around other babies and am holding one he gets very protective of me and says “this is my mommy, hold me.”  Looks like we have our work cut out for us.  We have been calling the guest room the baby’s room and he corrects me “No that is Mason’s room.”  When Mason comes over that is where he naps so he has declared it to be “Mason’s room.” 

This pregnancy had an interesting beginning and had both of us a little stressed out for about two weeks but we are both confident that God knows what he is doing and had the perfect plan for our family in place all along.  My first appt. was at 7 weeks and we had our first ultrasound.  I was so nervous just going into the appt.  I think I was more nervous this time than I was with Layton.  The doctor finds the babies heartbeat right away and the baby is measuring right at 7 weeks.  She said everything looks great and then she starts looking around and she says “Oh look there is another one.”  At this point my heart is pounding so hard and fast it feels like it is beating outside of my chest.  I looked at Clifton and said “twins really.”  He remained calm the whole time and just sat there watching the screen.  The problem was the second baby was smaller only measuring 6 weeks and we heard and saw the flashing light on the screen of the heartbeat but it was slower than the first baby.  Our doctor started warning us of vanishing twin syndrome and told us we had a 50/50 chance of the 2nd baby making it.  I couldn’t even think of the right questions to ask her because I was still in shock.  I was so excited about the possibility but at the same time trying not to get my hopes up.  She gave us pictures of both babies and told us we had to come back in two weeks to see if the 2nd baby was going to make it.  Those two weeks were the slowest of my life.  We told our parents and siblings what was going on and I loved watching everyone’s reaction when we told them twins.  My sister didn’t believe me and then I told her over and over it wasn’t a joke. 

After lots and lots of prayers from our families we went into the next appt. at 9 weeks feeling pretty calm.  I really had a peace in my heart about everything.  When the doctor started the ultrasound I knew immediately the other baby didn’t make it.  There were still two sacs but one was totally empty.  I was really calm the whole time and she explained that I miscarried the other baby but I should go on to have a normal healthy pregnancy.  I was really debating on whether or not to put anything on the blog about it but this is a journal of our life and this is what we went through so I decided to go ahead and share it.  Needless to say, Clifton and I were both disappointed about the outcome but at the same time so thankful we have a healthy baby on the way.  I was really stressing too about handling two newborns at the same time and a 2 ½ year old so I know God knows what he is doing.  This whole situation has brought me so much closer to Him and my faith has grown much stronger through this whole ordeal.  I have learned that you have to put your trust in Him and His plan is always the best.  We are so excited about this new little life that is coming into our family and can’t wait until January!  We feel fortunate that God has chosen us to be parents again.  Here are the pictures of our sweet little miracle at 9 weeks.

 

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