One of our favorite neighbors came over recently and told me she had be skimming through this blog looking for a post on when we found out I was pregnant and didn't find one. To be honest, I wrote one but never published it because I completely forgot (must have been pregnancy brain) because we waited 3 months before announcing my pregnancy to everyone. So in this post, I'd like to share with you the thoughts and feelings I had written down during that time.
When we were engaged, AJ and I began planning out our grand future together, which included Master's degrees, great jobs, traveling the world, a nice wheelchair accessible home, and most importantly, children. We had a pretty good idea of what we needed to do to attain everything we wanted except for the part about children. I remember choosing the names for our future four children (We had four with our middle names. Crazy, I know) but feeling a little worried that this might not happen for us because of my spinal cord injury. After the accident, I was warned of a high risk pregnancy and the burden on my body after having a child (I know I'm not the only one). Nonetheless, as we were finishing up school, we decided it was time to start trying and accept the outcome - whether or not this would be a blessing we would be granted from our Heavenly Father. We had faith that He knew exactly what he was doing and would act accordingly to what He saw fit.
A few weeks after returning from our internship in Scotland, I began feeling more lethargic, achy, coughy, sneezy, all flu-like symptoms that went on for weeks. I thought it was because I had gotten out of my routine of exercise due to holidays. So after the holidays, I decided to get back into a workout routine and on my way to better shape and health. One the first day, I did 500 push-ups and 500 sit-ups--not the best way to ease into working out, just so you know, but I felt pretty good about myself that day. The following days, my body ached like none other and there was not much I could do to alleviate the pain. My flu-like symptoms worsened and were compounded by nausea, dizziness, headaches…and pimples (abnormal for me). After a few weeks of trying everything from essential oils, changing my diet, and taking medicine (luckily it was Sudafed, which is deemed "safe"), I was stumped. Then, I remembered learning in my Women's health class, that some of these symptoms were those experienced by pregnant women. That thought prompted me to try a pregnancy test.
Lo and behold, on the morning of January 21, 2013 (Inauguration of President Obama), I saw the positive mark on the test and learned I was pregnant. I felt all sorts of emotions rush through me: nervousness, excitement, anxiety, and I almost went into tears because of it all. This was great news but I was taken aback by how sudden it was and was worried that we weren't in a good financial position yet. I wasn't sure how I wanted to tell AJ, but I knew I wanted to tell him right away. That morning, he had prepared breakfast in bed for me because I wasn't feeling well (such a sweet man) and so I could watch the inauguration. He brought in a stand-up tray with breakfast on it. I sent him outside to fetch some juice for me, so I could place the test (on a napkin) on the tray, and waited for his return. He began talking to me as he came in and was completely oblivious to what was on the tray, so I waited. I felt I was going to cry if I had tried to let the words fall out (must've been the pregnancy hormones), so in response to what he was saying, I pointed to the tray. He picked up the test, and with his pupils fully dilated, asked me if it was what he thought it was. We were ecstatic. We embraced and that's when tears began running down my cheeks. Not the sad kind of tears, but extremely joyous tears as I knew that this was the right thing that came at the right time with the right man. I knew things would work out because this is what Heavenly Father had in store for us and He would help us figure out how to take care of the difficulties ahead.
We wanted to make sure that our little one made it through the first trimester before letting everyone know. It was around this time last year that we shared with our families the great news of a whole new adventure ahead of us. I made these cards for our family members to open:
This was the beginning of pure happiness and excitement as this baby would be the first grandchild for both of our families. I cried from joy. I just kept wondering, "Wow. Is this really happening? Is it real? Does Heavenly Father really trust me to do this?" I had to be sure because it was really happening and I was so happy. I couldn't believe that my broken body had a miracle growing inside each and everyday. And by the end of the year, we would be parents. I couldn't wait to welcome another adventurer into our little family and all that is in store for us ahead.
In May, we revealed the gender of our baby before we headed out East to visit friends. We got everyone's guess and then had Aunt Holly open a gender neutral yellow box that had a BYU onesie the assigned color of baby's gender (blue=boy, pink=girl).
We began our preparations for him soon after. There were some dreamy and dreary months of pregnancy, but so worth it! Read about my pregnancy experience in a few posts and about Boston's birth here.