Before we left on our big summer vacation we saw the specialist. 7:00am the morning we were supposed to leave. I think in my heart I knew we would be fine, but I really really wanted to see my family, and a bad appointment could really affect that.
We were packed and ready with time to spare getting to the appointment which has to be a world record or something. I was even showered with my hair done!
So there's two specialists at the practice we go to and we met with a new one. We really loved her. She was honest and too the point and answered all our questions in a way we could understand which I think is a really big deal in stressful situations. I didn't know that this appointment was going to include a lot of extra pictures and looks at Baby Boy's heart so my mind was definitely racing as they kept measuring everything, but turns out his heart is perfect.
We had been praying every night for the placenta to move so I wouldn't be such a high risk pregnancy, and wouldn't you know it, it did. We asked her if I needed to do anything special to travel and she said to have a great trip.
I could have cried. We have been working so hard to keep this little one growing and fighting the stupid anxiety of something going wrong everyday. To get all the green lights the day of vacation was such a special treat.
But what I liked most about this specialist is when we asked her if this changed how often I was supposed to come in, she responded with keeping our same monthly plan, but she knows how hard we've worked for to get pregnant and how hard losing our other baby was she doesn't want to take any chances in making sure he gets here safely. It was exactly what I needed to hear. We really do have an incredible team working so hard to get him here safely.
I have a running list of really great kisses I've had with Scott, but I've started a new list of really great hugs and holding on moments after the Dr. leaves the exam room. This was another one of those moments.
As stupid hard as it has been to drag our babies out of heaven I wouldn't change it one bit. We have fallen even deeper into love with each other, and I couldn't be more proud to bring a child into a home filled with so much love.
So right now he's head down and if you look closely at his chin that's the bottom of the placenta. Plenty of room for him to do his thing.
We had a fantastic vacation with my family welcoming Rick home. This is a montage that Scott put together of the first week of our vacation. If you follow me on Instagram you've probably seen and read a lot of my stories, so this is better than reposting all of those.
About 10 weeks into our pregnancy I was folding laundry and got up too fast and my lower back popped. I called the specialist to see if I could go to the chiropractor, but due to the location of injury it was a hard No. We needed to wait until the baby was viable just in case. So really for the past four months it's only got worse. There are periods of time where I can't walk at all. Scott will put me in and out of the car, help me up the stairs etc. but today was the magic day.
We went to the chiropractor this afternoon after asking him a hundred questions yesterday and it was awesome. It was probably the most painful adjustment I've ever had but it was so worth it. I think how loud the pops were, even got Scott's attention. After we were all done I stood up straight for the first time in months. Scott didn't have to help me into the car and I even tackled stairs on my own when we got home. We'll go back next week for another adjustment to check things because today was so intense, but I don't mind one bit. I feel great. With the addition of the chiropractor I see a Dr. of some sort each and every week. Little crazy but so worth it.
I'm not going to say things are getting easier because it'll jinx us, but they're definitely looking up. We are so grateful for a healthy baby, who continues to grow and beat all the things thrown in our way. He weighs 1.5lbs this week! Which is huge when you compare it to a poppy seed where we started. I'm so proud of him.
December just can't get here soon enough.