Second pregnancy

Yes, friends, this is finally happening! Our second baby is alive and kicking inside my womb! I feel so blessed and happy and over the moon I can barely breath. I already love this baby so much it's crazy. We found out we were pregnant on June 6th at 5ish AM! I woke up and had to pee but I didn't want to let my first pee of the day {the best to check for pregnancy} go to waste without doing the home test we had decided we would do that day since it was the day my period was due. So I decided I might as well just do the test at 5AM! We had been trying for a couple months without success already so I wasn't super nervous anyway. It goes without saying it was a mind blowing moment when the two stripes came out and I confirmed I was indeed finally pregnant again! You know what they say, third time's charm!!! It was at least for us! The thing is the pregnancy stripe came up even before the control stripe did (you need to be a little familiar with prengnacy tests to know what I'm talking about here), so it was even crazier! Because in that nanosecond before the control stripe came up (the urine reaches the pregnancy stripe first), I already knew I was pregnant but still had to see two lines to be absolutely sure and it was such a moment OMG! It's amazing how some seconds can have such deep impact in our lives, I will never forget the moment I saw I was pregnant with Liam, and I think the same will happen this time around! I went running {flying?!} to our room where Liam and the hubby were sleeping in our bed. I turned on the hallway light because I needed some light but I didn't want Liam to wake up either and I flashed the test in front of J's eyes after shacking his shoulder a bit. I think he was a bit too sleeppy to properly see anything on the test, but my smirking face was probably all he needed to see to know what was going on. He asked: Yes?? I said Yes!!!!! And again: Yes??? YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And we hugged and kissed in an absolute state of bliss for a good two hours before falling asleep again for a little bit before the alarm went off. All of this without waking up little Liam sleeping on our same bed, ha! =D

Now, with this being said, this pregnancy hasn't been as smooth as was Liam's. The first trimestre was a bit better nausea-wise since I didn't throw up as much, but I felt way more drained physically. I guess it's normal since I now have Liam to look after and he requires SO much energy! 

Other than this, we had a horrible episode when I was 9 weeks pregnant, we thought we lost the baby and it was the most heart-breaking feeling I've ever felt. On Monday July the 4th around 9PM when we were almost ready for dinner, I noticed something coming out. At first I thought it was maybe just vaginal discharge, but after a while I thought it was too much and went to the bathroom. To my dismay, it was blood. Bright red fresh blood that wouldn't stop. I don't think I've ever felt the pain I felt at that moment. I feel so sorry that Liam had to see me like this, too. I know he still remembers. We left to the hospital immediately but it wasn't until after midnight that they admitted me in for an ultrasound. At that point my sanitary napkin was full and I felt so miserable. I just couldn't understand what the doctor meant when she said everything looked fine. I thought: the miscarriage looks just fine? But she said, the BABY looks fine! And she turned the screen so that I could see. My baby was there indeed, and I was able to listen to its heart. By then, the hubby and Liam where not with me because Liam hadn't been fed before leaving home and they had to go back at some point so that he could have his bottle and maybe fall asleep before coming to pick me up. I felt sorry J couldn't be there to see the baby, but the most important thing was that everything was just fine. There was no sign of internal bleeding either and didn't know where the blood had come from. They diagnosed me with miscarriage risk and sent me home on bed rest until my first official ultrasound three weeks later, the 12 weeks one. I spent two weeks literally not moving from bed more than to go to the toilet and to eat, and I started going out on the third week, when I started to feel better. 

Soon enough it was time for my 12 weeks ultrasound, and I was convinced I would be able to go back to work after that. Unfortunately, a retrochorionic hematoma, where the placenta attaches to the uterus, was discovered during this ultrasound, filling me with worries again and being confined to more rest. A couple weeks later, we did a follow up ultrasound and the hematoma was still there, albeit a bit smaller. I was sent home to more rest until my 20 weeks ultrasound, and this is where I am at the moment. 

I am now 17 weeks along, and I have been feeling the baby kicking since 16w 1d, which is a major relieve, too! :) Also, in my 14w 5d ultrasound we found out the gender of the baby! It is to be confirmed 100% at my 20 weeks ultrasound, but I do hope they were right because I've started buying clothes already! My due date is February, 4th, 2017, my babies will be 2.5 years apart, since my Liam turned 2 just yesterday! {Happy happy birthday my treasure, mama loves you SO much!}

This was a lenghty post, but it couldn't be otherwise after having been MIA for so long!

Prayers for a healthy pregnancy and baby will be much appreciated. 

Love,