Well, last December 13th was a special day for me. It was a day full of anxiousness and hope, I was so excited, yet so nervous. I was praying that if things didn't work out the way I wanted them to that God would help me to accept his will and not become bitter. December 13th 2009 was the day they transferred two little embryo's into my body. I remember we went to the doctor's office, and no lights were on. We opened the front door and there was no one at the receptionist desk. (keep in mind it was a Saturday) Jeremy and I kinda looked at each other hoping we didn't get the date wrong, but we knew we hadn't. We went back through the door to the exam rooms, and everyone was busy preparing for our transfer. Putting the little embryo's in was simple. It took Dr. Ripps all of 20 seconds. Waiting on the table I was just hoping and hoping that this IVF would work. How heartbroken I'd be if it didn't. I was supposed to wait 30 minutes before getting up. They want to make sure the embryo's aren't harmed and have a chance to settle. I could barely wait 15 minutes with all the water they have you drink beforehand, and I had to get up and go to the bathroom. Oh no, did I just mess everything up? I couldn't make it any longer. I'm just gonna have to trust God with this whole situation. If his will is for me to have these babies then he will have to keep them safe. We left the office not too long after that with the BETA (blood test) scheduled for December 24th. Oh my. Now my heart is beating. This could be either a really good Christmas, or the worst Christmas of my life. Lord, I just have to trust you. Two weeks went by. Should I take a home pregnancy test? I want to know so bad, yet I am terrified that it might be negative. I really don't want to get a false negative and be so upset if I am pregnant, that could hurt the bab(y)(ies). I ask Jeremy about it and he says NO! you just need to be patient and wait till the BETA. (I think he was a little nervous to know too) So I waited. December 24th came around and we once again drove to Pensacola to Dr. Ripps office and had blood drawn. Linda told me she'd call me around 2:00. We came back to Crestview and went grocery shopping at Wal-mart. Anything to pass the time away. Around 2:00 we got a phone call. I had already told Jeremy that I wanted him to hear first, then he could tell me if it was good or bad. I knew if it was bad news that I would be an emotional wreck, and I didn't want to be on the phone with Linda when that happened. Really I would just rather receive the bad news from Jeremy. Jeremy answers the phone and says, "hi Linda, Mhhhhmm, mhhhhm, o.k., o.k. I will." The whole time I'm watching his face, trying to see if it's good news or bad. At one point I kinda saw a little smile come across his face, but he was being very serious. I had a feeling it was good news. He hung up the phone. He tries to tell me it was negative, but can't hold his smile in, I knew it was positive! "We're gonna be parents" he tells me. I cried nervous, overjoyed tears. Linda wanted me to call back once he told me. I called her and she said, "Jeremy wasn't as excited as I thought he'd be" then I explained what he was attempting to do and she just laughed. What a journey we've made in the past year. From the little tiny ball of cells (above) to the sweet, precious, happy baby below. I love Jakob more than words could ever say. I will always be amazed at the way he came into being and in awe of the Great God who formed and created him. I love Dr. Ripps and all his staff, but had God not allowed it I wouldn't have my son today. I praise God for the wonderful works he has done for me.
What a difference a year makes...
Psalm 107:13- Then they cried unto the LORD in their trouble, and he saved them out of their distresses.
14- He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death, and brake their bands in sunder.
15- Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
God is great indeed!
I just got done putting up the Christmas tree. I was thinking while putting it up that it would be really nice to have a real tree. The reason why I have a fake tree goes back to our first Christmas as a married couple (Dec.2004). We went out and picked out a real tree. Took it home and set it up. It was a little hard to get it into the Christmas tree stand, but we finally did it. Our tree looked so pretty for days and days. One night we were in bed, and heard this loud crash...yep, our tree fell over in the living room. Upon further examination our trees trunk was very crooked and It could not stand up very well. Once we picked it up and got it situated so it wouldn't fall over any more I noticed a huge green stain on my carpet...yep, our beautiful Christmas tree was spray painted green (I guess to keep it looking nice or something? We obviously don't have trees like that growing around here). Thankfully my aunt and uncle owned a carpet cleaning business, so my aunt gave me this miracle potion that got all the stains out. (only "professionals" can buy this stuff, but it'll get any stain out, even purple grape juice -as I learned from experience)When the tree fell over it left alot of pine needles on the floor, so I got my vacuum out and vacuumed it all up. A large amount of pine needles will clog up your vacuum cleaner ladies, so don't try it at home! I eventually had to trash the vacuum because it never worked right again. Thinking back I chuckle at that whole fiasco. It was pretty funny, just not at the time. I think next year we will buy a real tree, Jakob will be old enough to appreciate it. Yes, I will check the trunk of it, and I think we'll go to Defuniak and visit the Christmas tree farm, so we won't be needing any green spray paint. The things you learn once you're out on your own huh? Like not putting your pretty smelling Christmas candles in the attic, or they will melt all over your Christmas tree skirt and Christmas stockings...hehe, another story for another time. I hope you all are enjoying this time of year and remembering the Reason for this Season.
Love,
Shauna
Not much to write, but thought I'd post anyways. My parents are gone to Disney this week, so I've been babysitting Noah for my mom. I've been getting a taste of what having two kids would be like. (crazy!) Noah's being a good boy though so it's o.k. Tomorrow Jeremy's taking me to Destin, and we're gonna return some stuff at Bass Pro and do some shopping :) I got an appointment to get my wisdom teeth pulled on the 30th of Dec. When the dentist looked at my x-rays in October he said that the root of my bottom wisdom teeth are growing towards a nerve and I need to get them pulled out. I was trying to wait till early next year to get them done (mostly because I'm a chicken) but I've been having some strange feelings in my teeth, so I think I need to get it done. I am gonna get all four pulled out at once (!) and I'm a little nervous, but figure I might as well get it over with. My little fella is getting bigger (what else is new?) we weighed him the other day and he weighed over 18 pounds. 3 months old and 18 pounds!!! My camera needs some batteries which is why I have no new pictures lately. Tomorrow night I'm going with Kara to the Noah's Ark christmas party (my old job) at Coach and Four and everyone is dying to meet the baby. I'm really excited about that. Well, that's about all that's going on right now. Hope you all have a great weekend!!!
Love,
I am so thankful that God is faithful even when we're not...
Thinking back....
This time last year my Jakob was just a little frozen embryo waiting for his mommy to get better. I was recuperating from my OHSS and a little disappointed that we didn't get to do our transfer in October....but very thankful to be getting better.
This year...
My little guy is asleep in his room. He slept from 8:00 last night till 5:00 this morning. I watch him and am totally in wonder that this chubby, happy, content baby was a little ball of 8 cells last year...8 frozen cells!!! Thank the Lord for modern medicine. I cannot even begin to thank God for everything he has done in my life. Jeremy and I have been talking, and there is one thing that we as Americans seem to miss sometimes. That is the fact that God is good, no matter our circumstances. We seem to think God is good because he blesses us with good things. God's very nature is goodness. Whether he does good things for us or not does not change the fact that he is good. It does make the fact that he chooses to bless us that much greater though. God did not have to give me my house, or my husband, or my baby. He did all that because he wanted to. I praise him for all he is and thank him for all he does. This thanksgiving is very special to me and I hope that you all have a very special thanksgiving also.
Love,
Well, we are fighting our first cold...Jakob has been having alot of "stuff" in his nose to the point to where he can't breathe all that well and is not sleeping well. Eating is sometimes hard too. I've been using the salene(?) up his nose and trying to suck something out, but it seems that the snot is way up there and can't be sucked out. Last night I turned on his humidifier and he had little snot crusties (TMI right?) underneath his nose. I was happy for that because that means the "stuff" is breaking up and coming out. I've also been taking extra vitamin-c to try to help his immune system. Hopefully he'll get over this "stuff" without getting too sick.
We sing all the time to Jakob. I think maybe we sing to him more than we talk to him. -when we talk to him we usually put it to music and make up songs-
This is Jeremy "rocking" Jakob to sleep at night. As you can see little Jake had other ideas. It was so cute. :)
Well, last December 13th was a special day for me. It was a day full of anxiousness and hope, I was so excited, yet so nervous. I was praying that if things didn't work out the way I wanted them to that God would help me to accept his will and not become bitter. December 13th 2009 was the day they transferred two little embryo's into my body. I remember we went to the doctor's office, and no lights were on. We opened the front door and there was no one at the receptionist desk. (keep in mind it was a Saturday) Jeremy and I kinda looked at each other hoping we didn't get the date wrong, but we knew we hadn't. We went back through the door to the exam rooms, and everyone was busy preparing for our transfer. Putting the little embryo's in was simple. It took Dr. Ripps all of 20 seconds. Waiting on the table I was just hoping and hoping that this IVF would work. How heartbroken I'd be if it didn't. I was supposed to wait 30 minutes before getting up. They want to make sure the embryo's aren't harmed and have a chance to settle. I could barely wait 15 minutes with all the water they have you drink beforehand, and I had to get up and go to the bathroom. Oh no, did I just mess everything up? I couldn't make it any longer. I'm just gonna have to trust God with this whole situation. If his will is for me to have these babies then he will have to keep them safe. We left the office not too long after that with the BETA (blood test) scheduled for December 24th. Oh my. Now my heart is beating. This could be either a really good Christmas, or the worst Christmas of my life. Lord, I just have to trust you. Two weeks went by. Should I take a home pregnancy test? I want to know so bad, yet I am terrified that it might be negative. I really don't want to get a false negative and be so upset if I am pregnant, that could hurt the bab(y)(ies). I ask Jeremy about it and he says NO! you just need to be patient and wait till the BETA. (I think he was a little nervous to know too) So I waited. December 24th came around and we once again drove to Pensacola to Dr. Ripps office and had blood drawn. Linda told me she'd call me around 2:00. We came back to Crestview and went grocery shopping at Wal-mart. Anything to pass the time away. Around 2:00 we got a phone call. I had already told Jeremy that I wanted him to hear first, then he could tell me if it was good or bad. I knew if it was bad news that I would be an emotional wreck, and I didn't want to be on the phone with Linda when that happened. Really I would just rather receive the bad news from Jeremy. Jeremy answers the phone and says, "hi Linda, Mhhhhmm, mhhhhm, o.k., o.k. I will." The whole time I'm watching his face, trying to see if it's good news or bad. At one point I kinda saw a little smile come across his face, but he was being very serious. I had a feeling it was good news. He hung up the phone. He tries to tell me it was negative, but can't hold his smile in, I knew it was positive! "We're gonna be parents" he tells me. I cried nervous, overjoyed tears. Linda wanted me to call back once he told me. I called her and she said, "Jeremy wasn't as excited as I thought he'd be" then I explained what he was attempting to do and she just laughed. What a journey we've made in the past year. From the little tiny ball of cells (above) to the sweet, precious, happy baby below. I love Jakob more than words could ever say. I will always be amazed at the way he came into being and in awe of the Great God who formed and created him. I love Dr. Ripps and all his staff, but had God not allowed it I wouldn't have my son today. I praise God for the wonderful works he has done for me.
What a difference a year makes...
Psalm 107:13- Then they cried unto the LORD in their trouble, and he saved them out of their distresses.
14- He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death, and brake their bands in sunder.
15- Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
God is great indeed!
