Six going on seven!

Do you almost feel like I should reintroduce myself? Too say it's been a while is an understatement.....but, if I've had any kind of pattern to my sporadic blogging over the past five years, one thing that I have been consistent in is withdrawing in my first trimesters. I do hope no one takes offense to that. If you are a mother, I know you wont :)

We have had some pretty cold temperatures lately...with the windchill we've had -45. Yikes, is right!
Keeping the wood stove stocked has saved the day....and I've never received so many slivers in all my life. If only I wasn't so hasty and just picked up the work gloves sitting on the indoor wood pile.

 

And back to what we were talking about....it was a big surprise at Christmas to find out that we are pregnant. Seventh pregnancy, fifth baby. With some bleeding, and past ectopic and miscarriage I did get an ultrasound in December and there was a bleed beside baby. Apparently this type of bleed happens in 10% of all pregnancies. So after this past week's follow-up ultrasound we were happy to find out everything is well with our almost 12 week old gestational baby.

 I haven't had too many ultrasounds with my babies, even though it's the popular thing to do. Before I was a mother I use to receive ultrasound therapy on dance injuries to break down scar tissue. I'm not against ultrasounds for pregnancies, but I'm not 100% for them as I am aware that they could be controversial and it's not proven to be completely harmless. And yet it can be helpful. It detected both my past ectopic and my past miscarriage at 11wks.

So the most amazing thing happened....I had never had an ultrasound in my first trimester with a live baby before. There I was lying there the other day, looking at the ultrasound screen and totally marveling and this squirmy little 11 week old gestational baby, kicking, bouncing and moving like he/she was playing. This was truly one of the more memorable moments of my life. It's hard to consider that so many of these little one's lives are lost everyday....the life of something or someone who seemed so alive to me.