Dear Little One of Ours,
You are now 11 weeks old and the size of a LIME! Yes, little one you have grown to over 1.6 inches and for the first and last time of your extended vacation in my tummy, your head is the same size as the rest of your body! You've lost your webbed feet and fingers. You are developing a head full of curly hair...fingers crossed! Your teeth are growing. Your organs are fully developed and functioning and apparently you are starting to pass gas...your father's child!
Your dad had a look of utter shock when I told him you are a lime this week. He looked at me and asked, "How to you feel, hunny, about having something that size inside of you?" Well, I know how big you are going to get, so take your time being a small citrus. The days of watermelon sized babies are a little daunting!
Sweet baby, you have some really excited parents, but take your time growing. We will see you soon enough. Just so you know, your dad might be going to seminary. I think you had something to do with his decision. You, sweet baby, have grown my faith in ways that are so beautiful. Yesterday, I prayed that you would come into this world with a godly mom that would share her faith with you. I pray your grandparents, aunts, uncles and great grands would all teach you about the wonder of God and the beauty of his love.
Baby of ours, you've already changed our lives! You have strengthened our marriage and made us more of a team than we have ever been. You have brought more tears to your moms eyes than the entirety of our marriage! Seriously, baby, when your mom breaks down crying over American Idol, you are at work! By the way, you are pulling for Philip!
Your dad is going to record a CD with a lady at our church (who plays the violin) so we can play classical worship songs for you. Since your ears are now listening to us, we want to fill them with music that you are going to hear a lot throughout your life.
Lastly for today, sweet baby, we haven't seen a picture of you yet. We haven't felt you move. We know you are here based on the amount of morning sickness, lethargy and other symptoms, but despite all of this we love you SO MUCH!
One more week and you and I are out of the first trimester! We are growing up Kid!
Love,
mom
May 21, 2012
May 12, 2012
2:54 AM
It is 2:54 AM, Saturday morning and I'm blogging. Why? Because little baby Fekkes is growing and using my body as an oven! I'm pretty sure our Little One didn't mean to turn "the temperature up," but, well, hum. Morning sickness comes at you at ALL times. Today, we had a bought early this morning, late this afternoon and now at 2:49 AM. Sweet Derek stayed awake long enough to rub my back, get some tissues, reassure me in grunts and squinty eyes before crashing back in bed. Me and baby Fekkes, however, can't crash again. Or maybe just me.
If you are squeamish don't read this rest of this...
After talking with my midwife about why I'm vomiting so much and what my vomit "looks like," she determined that I am not EATING ENOUGH! Hummmm...good excuse to eat more right? Wrong! I'm so tired of food! I'm tired of reading labels, feeling exhausted figuring out what I can eat, abstaining from all of the delicious food that isn't healthy for the baby. (Thank you pregnancy books for ruining the very special time of my life when I thought I would get to eat-whatever-I-wanted!) All of this to say that I'm now eating a bagel at 2:59 AM because clearly the homemade pizza I made earlier for dinner, which I knew at the time wasn't going to sit well, didn't make the cut.
Add on to this Derek's best friend calling earlier to shout, "I had a dream about you guys and you had twins!" I spent the better part of my morning, BEFORE this phone call, meandering about the possibility of twins, just the possibility. Then, this particular friend who has experienced prophetic dreams calls...this equals a sleepless night. Probably slim chance, but we won't know until our sonogram at the end of this month, so until then the possibility is there.
Top all of this off with the struggle of "knowing you are getting "larger" = fat for a reason, a baby, versus that weird point where you look like you are just getting fat and not pregnant! Feeling sorry for myself tonight, we googled baby bumps at 10 weeks. (I'm 10 weeks Mothers Day!) Some women are showing, some women aren't. I'm going with the women who ARE! I'm also going with the women who start wearing maternity clothes at 10 weeks! I know maternity clothes are one thing that I plan to embrace fully and wholeheartedly! Bring on the elastic bands and stretchy dresses!
Okay, 3:07 AM, let's not meet again...
If you are squeamish don't read this rest of this...
After talking with my midwife about why I'm vomiting so much and what my vomit "looks like," she determined that I am not EATING ENOUGH! Hummmm...good excuse to eat more right? Wrong! I'm so tired of food! I'm tired of reading labels, feeling exhausted figuring out what I can eat, abstaining from all of the delicious food that isn't healthy for the baby. (Thank you pregnancy books for ruining the very special time of my life when I thought I would get to eat-whatever-I-wanted!) All of this to say that I'm now eating a bagel at 2:59 AM because clearly the homemade pizza I made earlier for dinner, which I knew at the time wasn't going to sit well, didn't make the cut.
Add on to this Derek's best friend calling earlier to shout, "I had a dream about you guys and you had twins!" I spent the better part of my morning, BEFORE this phone call, meandering about the possibility of twins, just the possibility. Then, this particular friend who has experienced prophetic dreams calls...this equals a sleepless night. Probably slim chance, but we won't know until our sonogram at the end of this month, so until then the possibility is there.
Top all of this off with the struggle of "knowing you are getting "larger" = fat for a reason, a baby, versus that weird point where you look like you are just getting fat and not pregnant! Feeling sorry for myself tonight, we googled baby bumps at 10 weeks. (I'm 10 weeks Mothers Day!) Some women are showing, some women aren't. I'm going with the women who ARE! I'm also going with the women who start wearing maternity clothes at 10 weeks! I know maternity clothes are one thing that I plan to embrace fully and wholeheartedly! Bring on the elastic bands and stretchy dresses!
Okay, 3:07 AM, let's not meet again...
May 8, 2012
May 6, 2012
Time flies
Can it really be a month since we took the test and found out we are having the little one? Has that much time already come and gone? Did I really have enough energy to stay awake all day a month ago? Could I still sneeze without having to throw up? Did we really sleep through the night without 500 pee breaks a night? A month ago Derek had never witnessed his wife having mental breakdowns and unexpected crying jags. He also didn't have a weeping wife at bedtime who cried because she was tired and couldn't get comfortable. And who knew what hormones really were before pregnancy? All that to say that I know my job in being the baby baker is hard. Delivery is a daunting yet exciting thing that I visualize daily. I'm going to be my own personal hero after the birth of little one. But the unspoken hero of the last month has been Derek, my amazing, loving, thoughtful husband. I'm watching him sacrifice himself each time I start getting sick or anxious. He is there, rubbing my back, massaging whatever hurts, getting food that I can eat, taking care of the dogs, the house, the finances, buying me a new outfit that makes me feel beautiful without displaying my expanding waistline. Words can't describe everything he has done and continues to do as we figure out this season of expecting. He shakes my heart each time he prays for this baby. Each time I look at his face and see how bad he hates seeing me sick. Each time he gives me grace, shows me mercy. I love Derek so much that I'm so thankful I get to carry his child into the world. Time might be flying, but I'm thankful to realize just how precious these moments with Derek are.
May 2, 2012
First major Baby Decision Made
As Derek and I delve deeper into the fascinating world of "expecting," we realize that many people and our culture in general have a lot of "expectations" for us. For most women here is how a standard pregnancy goes...
You realize you are pregnant. You make that first appointment with your OB/GYN that you've had for years, your mother had, go to the doctor that actually birthed you or just the first one your insurance will accept. You have your first pre-natal. Things go well. You continue on with this doctor. You develop a birth plan. You want A, B, and C. Maybe an epidural. Maybe you want a natural birth in a hospital setting. For 99% of women in America, this is what the first few months of their pregnancy will resemble.
After prayer, research, research and more research, Derek and I are scraping this entire idea of birth. We have chosen to hire a midwife as our birth attendant and a birth center, not a hospital, as our delivery room. Before anyone freaks out on us, we really are making what we consider to be the most informed decision. Just something to share: the United States has the second largest maternal mortality rate in the developed world and is second in C-sections to Brazil (where women routinely schedule their c-section between hair appointments and pedicures.)
Derek and I knew instinctively that we wanted to try a natural birth. (Or Anlee had it on her mind and explained it to Derek.) We explored the reasons why we wanted this and decided we needed to explore the safety of actually doing it. We've consulted a few different women that are close to us about their birth experiences, two of which are our mother's. Lori, Derek's supermom, was able to give us a lot of insight into natural births and midwives. Annette, Anlee's supermom, was able to give us a lot of insight into hospital births and a need to understand that sometimes things can go wrong. We are so thankful to have these women walk this journey with us!
We started researching more and Derek found a midwife here in Midland. We read every single word on their website and decided we wanted to call for an interview and tour. In the meantime, Anlee started completing her new patient inventory for a regular OB/GYN appointment. After realizing that we would have to sign off in advance on multiple tests and screenings that we were uncomfortable with and that the office allowed for terminating pregnancies if results were abnormal - down syndrome, T-18, etc - we decided to CANCEL our appointment at that office.
To prepare for our interview with the midwife, I began reading books, reading forums and compiling a two page document of questions to ask. I had no idea what some of the questions meant, but I had them. I wanted answers. What we soon realized was that it wasn't a one-sided interview. We were being interviewed by the midwife.
Excited and incredibly nauseous, we waited on our interview to begin. This absolutely beautiful woman with a welcoming smile can into the room, sat on the leather sectional and asked us to tell her why we wanted a natural birth. I told her that I felt in my heart that I needed to experience the full extent of God's act of creation in my body, without intervention or medication. I can't explain why, but I need to understand what my body can do and to live for the purpose that I was designed to have a baby. My body is a baby maker. I want to experience it fully. I'm not a masochist. I HATE pain! I HATE needles, but I know that we want a healthy, natural birth with people who understand our desire to make this more than the-most-memorable day, but a day that we can draw closer to God and to each other. I want to bond with our baby as soon as its born. Not after the doctors cart the babe away to check-it-over. Now I think that had we given her an answer that didn't meet the philosophy and ministry of the birthing center, she would have gently explained that we are not good candidates.
After completing a two page interview that she conducted and getting her go-ahead, I began my tirade of questions. All were met with understanding and a deep desire to give me truth. (Do you know that there is a huge controversy over when to cut/clamp the cord? If you don't know what that means, inbox me, but now I know and now I can make an informed decision for our family.)
What I loved most about this interview is the midwife never felt frustrated by my questions, but in one instance she stopped me and put me in my place. She said, "Anlee and Derek, fear is not of the Lord and you have to surrender it to him." I thought, "God, you did this for us. Brought us here, blessed us with a little one and gave us a special gift of partnering with this woman."
The center has three midwives on board with one apprentice. One backup physician always on call. The hospital is less than one mile down the road with private transport if needed. Full baby and mother resuscitation equipment is available. All are licensed to administer Pitocin, but only for hemorrhaging, not for inducing. That is philosophy. There are three birthing rooms, unless you choose a home birth, where all of your prenatal visits are scheduled. That way you know your way around your delivery room and are comfortable and free. They have a birthing tub, birthing classes, mommy yoga, baby massage...scripture is painted on the walls...I can't describe how excited we are to pursue a natural birth here with these women.
I'M TERRIFIED! I have doubts of my physical strength to deliver our little one, but if you also have that doubt, DO NOT SHARE IT WITH US! We want only encouragement. We need you to call and say, YOU CAN DO THIS!
As a side note, we are open and willing to change our birth plan if medically it is needed for the little one. If my body fails and this baby needs medical intervention, WE WILL have it. We haven't closed our mind to it, we just deeply desire this to be a bonding experience between us and our little one, and most importantly, God.
If you want to check out the website for Motherly Way, please do! http://motherlywaymaternityservices.com/
You realize you are pregnant. You make that first appointment with your OB/GYN that you've had for years, your mother had, go to the doctor that actually birthed you or just the first one your insurance will accept. You have your first pre-natal. Things go well. You continue on with this doctor. You develop a birth plan. You want A, B, and C. Maybe an epidural. Maybe you want a natural birth in a hospital setting. For 99% of women in America, this is what the first few months of their pregnancy will resemble.
After prayer, research, research and more research, Derek and I are scraping this entire idea of birth. We have chosen to hire a midwife as our birth attendant and a birth center, not a hospital, as our delivery room. Before anyone freaks out on us, we really are making what we consider to be the most informed decision. Just something to share: the United States has the second largest maternal mortality rate in the developed world and is second in C-sections to Brazil (where women routinely schedule their c-section between hair appointments and pedicures.)
Derek and I knew instinctively that we wanted to try a natural birth. (Or Anlee had it on her mind and explained it to Derek.) We explored the reasons why we wanted this and decided we needed to explore the safety of actually doing it. We've consulted a few different women that are close to us about their birth experiences, two of which are our mother's. Lori, Derek's supermom, was able to give us a lot of insight into natural births and midwives. Annette, Anlee's supermom, was able to give us a lot of insight into hospital births and a need to understand that sometimes things can go wrong. We are so thankful to have these women walk this journey with us!
We started researching more and Derek found a midwife here in Midland. We read every single word on their website and decided we wanted to call for an interview and tour. In the meantime, Anlee started completing her new patient inventory for a regular OB/GYN appointment. After realizing that we would have to sign off in advance on multiple tests and screenings that we were uncomfortable with and that the office allowed for terminating pregnancies if results were abnormal - down syndrome, T-18, etc - we decided to CANCEL our appointment at that office.
To prepare for our interview with the midwife, I began reading books, reading forums and compiling a two page document of questions to ask. I had no idea what some of the questions meant, but I had them. I wanted answers. What we soon realized was that it wasn't a one-sided interview. We were being interviewed by the midwife.
Excited and incredibly nauseous, we waited on our interview to begin. This absolutely beautiful woman with a welcoming smile can into the room, sat on the leather sectional and asked us to tell her why we wanted a natural birth. I told her that I felt in my heart that I needed to experience the full extent of God's act of creation in my body, without intervention or medication. I can't explain why, but I need to understand what my body can do and to live for the purpose that I was designed to have a baby. My body is a baby maker. I want to experience it fully. I'm not a masochist. I HATE pain! I HATE needles, but I know that we want a healthy, natural birth with people who understand our desire to make this more than the-most-memorable day, but a day that we can draw closer to God and to each other. I want to bond with our baby as soon as its born. Not after the doctors cart the babe away to check-it-over. Now I think that had we given her an answer that didn't meet the philosophy and ministry of the birthing center, she would have gently explained that we are not good candidates.
After completing a two page interview that she conducted and getting her go-ahead, I began my tirade of questions. All were met with understanding and a deep desire to give me truth. (Do you know that there is a huge controversy over when to cut/clamp the cord? If you don't know what that means, inbox me, but now I know and now I can make an informed decision for our family.)
What I loved most about this interview is the midwife never felt frustrated by my questions, but in one instance she stopped me and put me in my place. She said, "Anlee and Derek, fear is not of the Lord and you have to surrender it to him." I thought, "God, you did this for us. Brought us here, blessed us with a little one and gave us a special gift of partnering with this woman."
The center has three midwives on board with one apprentice. One backup physician always on call. The hospital is less than one mile down the road with private transport if needed. Full baby and mother resuscitation equipment is available. All are licensed to administer Pitocin, but only for hemorrhaging, not for inducing. That is philosophy. There are three birthing rooms, unless you choose a home birth, where all of your prenatal visits are scheduled. That way you know your way around your delivery room and are comfortable and free. They have a birthing tub, birthing classes, mommy yoga, baby massage...scripture is painted on the walls...I can't describe how excited we are to pursue a natural birth here with these women.
I'M TERRIFIED! I have doubts of my physical strength to deliver our little one, but if you also have that doubt, DO NOT SHARE IT WITH US! We want only encouragement. We need you to call and say, YOU CAN DO THIS!
As a side note, we are open and willing to change our birth plan if medically it is needed for the little one. If my body fails and this baby needs medical intervention, WE WILL have it. We haven't closed our mind to it, we just deeply desire this to be a bonding experience between us and our little one, and most importantly, God.
If you want to check out the website for Motherly Way, please do! http://motherlywaymaternityservices.com/
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