little bitty girl

I've been getting asked a lot whether or not I want a boy or a girl. I suppose it's a natural enough question to ask and my answer has always been I really don't care as long as it's healthy. It's a cliche answer I know, and people always look skeptically and say, "You must have a preference!" The truth is, I really don't.

Early in our pregnancy, perhaps after a week of finding out, I had really bad cramping and then some spotting. My doctor immediately scheduled an ultrasound to make sure that I had not miscarried. I went to the ultrasound and waited for the results. And the results were not good.

It turned out that the fetus had no heartbeat. I was told that it could either just be too early for a heartbeat or that the pregnancy simply was no longer viable. We had to wait 2 weeks before getting another ultrasound to confirm either result.

And so we waited. 2 whole long weeks.

And obviously, you know the results. But I can't even tell you how incredibly ecstatic and grateful we both felt when we saw BiB's little heart beat at the second ultrasound. And it also made me realize that having child is such a crazy science experiment and that so many things can go wrong. So I am so happy to have made it just this far along...