Sofia, My Darlin'

    On December 23rd, I decided to take a pregnancy test. I POAS and what do you know? Two lines appeared and I was shocked as can be. I guess it was the best Christmas present a mom could ask for. Even though I saw those two lines, I still didn't believe it.

    I wanted to make sure everything was started early this time. I had a miscarriage in late September, early October of 2010. It broke my heart so bad, and was truly the worst time in my life. I never knew I could be so attached to something in such a short period of time, but I had been. I'd lost it, and I would never get to meet that baby on Earth. I loved it from the moment I found out. It wasn't just a clump of cells, it was apart of me. It was apart of Alex.

   I made my first appointment. Soon after I went and they just talked to be, and checked me out. I started ( TMI WARNING )spotting the next week, I flipped out. I went in the next morning and the doctor check me out and said that my cervix, was just irritated. He squeezed me into an ultrasound anyway to make sure. I went in thinking I was around 9 weeks at this point.  The ultrasound tech instantly said I wasn't anywhere 9 weeks and that I was more like 6 weeks. I turned blue, I just knew this wasn't happening to me again. I was 13 weeks last time when my uterus began expelling my child. She wiggled around some more and we learned that I was 7 weeks and 3 days, and what do you know. I heard little Sofia's heart beating away. She was pumping out a healthy 155 BPM. I instantly cried. I was so overwhelmed with joy, that I couldn't control myself.

  The tech actually thought she saw a set of twin, but as you all know, there is only one.  From that day on, I wanted to protect her from everything. I heard all that I needed to hear, and that was the heart. At  around 8-10 weeks I began feeling the nausea, I could not even get out of bed I was feeling so sick. Lots of dry heaving, and nothing coming up. My head was spinning, smells were driving me crazy. My favorite foods became my worst enemy, and my favorite, Ice Cream, was a no go. I didn't even want it. I tried to force myself, it just wasn't happening! Then the throwing up started, I actually felt some relief from it. The dry heaving was stupid, and  now I could actually get it out.

That didn't stop until after 20 weeks or so. At my 15 week appointment it took her a while to find the babies heart beating with the doppler, but we got it. I left all of my appointments a happy camper.

I'll be honest. I didn't really want to use the doctor's office. I wanted a midwife. I've done my research over the year, and I felt more comfortable going that route. After going to the doctor I just never felt comfortable with them. My doctor, just threw me to the side like old trash after the first 2 appointments, and sending me to the NP. That pretty much hurt. She was nice, but the wait was not worth the time spent in her office. I'd wait for over an hour just to be seen for 2 minutes.

My gender ultrasound was scheduled for my 19 week appointment. I had the feeling that this child growing inside my womb was a girl. I was right, My baby was a girl, and she was looking pretty healthy.  I decided a few weeks earlier that I would go with my right mind, and I would have this baby via midwife. So after my 23 week appointment I officially made the switch to Sheridan at Garden Park.

Let me just tell you, I was totally caught off guard walking into the office. It wasn't very nice in the inside compared to that of Hattiesburg's office. The clients seemed very disshoveled among other things. The nurses had urine cups all lined up in the room in front of you, and that bathroom, well I'm not going to go into that.  Well I met with Sheridan for the first time, and I instantly knew that I would love working with her. She talked to me forever, and answered any questions I had. I didn't feel rushed. Instead, I felt as though my birthing plan was going to go into action. We have a lot of the same goals as far as birthing my child. I was so happy we were/are on the same page.

So today I went in to take my glucose test with 4 other girls, 3 of which threw up and I passed mine with flying colors. At 11:15 I had an ultrasound. Sofia, was measuring a little  ahead, and her legs were measuring 2 weeks ahead. YIKES I'm going to have a long baby girl, she also weighed 2 lbs and 7 oz