Ok, My friend Ashely has been agging at me to start this blog for about 5 months now and I guess its about time. Here I am 21 weeks pregnant and just starting to show. But I have to say I kind of like it. I don't like all the attention though. That I could deal without.
Well lets see where can I start. This beautiful little girl that I have in my little round belly is my miracle baby. I have had 2 miscarriages in the past year and I have finally made it past the 3 month mark. Something I never thought I would pass. Everytime I think about it I start to tear up because it really shows that I am suppose to be a MOMMY! After the second miscarriage I was done trying. I just gave up and said that its just not ment to be. Three weeks later I was late for my, ya know, "monthly" thing. I just happen to have a pregnancy test laying around and decided to take it knowing it would be false. I hopped in the bathtub not think anything about it.
When I got out I looked at I couldn't believe my eyes. I went and showed my husband and we just looked at each other. I think he was in more shock than I was. I was not ready to be pregnant again and have my heart broken for the third time. But GOD was. He believed in me and knew that I was strong enough to go through it one more time. Everytime we went to the doctor I just knew that I was leaving the office with bad news. I was so terrified that the same thing was going to happen. I know that I am being pessimistic but, being let down so many times I couldn't help but think any other way. My husband has been the back bone through this all. He has not been anything but positive the whole time. What A MAN! I have not been excited until these past few weeks. When we found out that we were going to have a beautiful baby girl I don't think I could of been any more excited!
