3rd Pregnancy
Happy New Year Everyone!
I have so much to share but I'll do another post soon about what else is going on in life. Speaking of life, this post is about the very exciting news that we shared publicly this past weekend.
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My husband and I were so grateful to be able to share that we'll be bringing a new little human into our family. We wanted to be careful about when to share because of our second pregnancy which resulted in a miscarriage. Going through this process this time has been so different. So many of you swore you knew I was pregnant early on. What you didn't know is how we spent our Christmas:
On December 25, 2019, my husband, son, and I spent the day in the hospital. Yup, for about 7 hours we were waiting to figure out why I was bleeding. Earlier that day I noticed blood and all I could think was "here we go again". It was stressful and overwhelming. But my husband was so calm and helped me to be positive. Later I noticed a huge blood clot. I thought "I lost the baby for sure". Still my husband remained optimistic and helped me to relax.
During the hospital visit, we were told that I had a subchorionic hemorrhage, which is normal and would go away. I was grateful, but still had to experience the effects of it, along with constant nausea.
My pregnancy with Avery was so easy compared to this one. I was teaching up until a few weeks before he was born, I was singing and very active. This current pregnancy is kicking my butt. I feel sick all the time, have very little energy, and still haven't figured out too many foods that don't give me a nasty taste afterwards. But all in all, I'm grateful that even though I still am nervous at every doctor appointment, all has been well with the baby. I'm happy that God granted us the opportunity to be parents again.
A few things I've thought of during this process:
Being in the hospital made me think of Mary and how the first Christmas wasn't all merry and fun. After the trauma of being a young unwed virgin coming to grips with the fact that she had illogically gotten pregnant, she had to endure the agonizing pain of labor and delivery in a smelly stable; all to bring in the Messiah who came knowing that I would still sin and disregard him over and over again. It gave me a new appreciation of Christmas and what is really represents.
The second thing I've thought of is how much more sensitive we can be to others (both moms and dads) and stop asking
Baby Handy #2 again, let's get ready for July 2020!
I have so much to share but I'll do another post soon about what else is going on in life. Speaking of life, this post is about the very exciting news that we shared publicly this past weekend.
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My husband and I were so grateful to be able to share that we'll be bringing a new little human into our family. We wanted to be careful about when to share because of our second pregnancy which resulted in a miscarriage. Going through this process this time has been so different. So many of you swore you knew I was pregnant early on. What you didn't know is how we spent our Christmas:
On December 25, 2019, my husband, son, and I spent the day in the hospital. Yup, for about 7 hours we were waiting to figure out why I was bleeding. Earlier that day I noticed blood and all I could think was "here we go again". It was stressful and overwhelming. But my husband was so calm and helped me to be positive. Later I noticed a huge blood clot. I thought "I lost the baby for sure". Still my husband remained optimistic and helped me to relax.
During the hospital visit, we were told that I had a subchorionic hemorrhage, which is normal and would go away. I was grateful, but still had to experience the effects of it, along with constant nausea.
My pregnancy with Avery was so easy compared to this one. I was teaching up until a few weeks before he was born, I was singing and very active. This current pregnancy is kicking my butt. I feel sick all the time, have very little energy, and still haven't figured out too many foods that don't give me a nasty taste afterwards. But all in all, I'm grateful that even though I still am nervous at every doctor appointment, all has been well with the baby. I'm happy that God granted us the opportunity to be parents again.
A few things I've thought of during this process:
Being in the hospital made me think of Mary and how the first Christmas wasn't all merry and fun. After the trauma of being a young unwed virgin coming to grips with the fact that she had illogically gotten pregnant, she had to endure the agonizing pain of labor and delivery in a smelly stable; all to bring in the Messiah who came knowing that I would still sin and disregard him over and over again. It gave me a new appreciation of Christmas and what is really represents.
The second thing I've thought of is how much more sensitive we can be to others (both moms and dads) and stop asking
- when are you going to have another baby?
- are you guys trying for another baby?
- are you pregnant?
- when are you going to try again?
Seriously, it was difficult to get pregnant the first time, then we got pregnant again and lost the baby. Who wants to relive that just to satisfy your small talk? And if you think you know something early, just wait until it's officially announced because I could just be fat, or it might not be time to announce it yet. Everybody just relax and pray.
Baby Handy #2 again, let's get ready for July 2020!
Great on you for being transparent with your story Crystal. I love that this could serve as motivation or supportive perspective for someone currently or eventually going through the same.
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Thank you so so much and I really appreciate you reading!
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