Baby Waves Hello

For the first time in months, I got to accompany Sam to her OB/GYN appointment today. Up until just recently, they were only allowing the patient into the office. As I mentioned in a previous blog, the pregnancy has been a bit rough on Sam. I have hated not being there for support. I have hated having to hear things second hand. It was hard to not be there with her.

We did an offsite ultrasound early on to find out the sex of the baby, and that was the last time I have been able to see him. So today, I was glad to be able to go with Sam to the ultrasound. As I sat in the waiting room, I could feel myself getting nervous. I’m not really even sure why, but I was.

When the finally called us back, I took my seat in the chair across from Sam. She got up on the table and the tech went through the standard questions and such. She finally put the gel on the wand and began to search for the baby. I sat on the edge of my chair as I watched for his image to appear. I could see he was moving around a bit. One of the first things we saw was his hand. It looked like he was waving to us.

They did a lot of measuring today. This will supposedly will tell you what the baby weighs. As the tech continued to move the wand around, I saw him holding his foot. He is breech, which means his head is up instead of down. Ella was this way around the same time, but she turned, which is what we are hoping he will do.

We were able to see his face pretty good at one point. This is where I wish the doctor had a 3-D machine. I can only imagine how amazing he looks in 3-D.

It was pretty awesome to get him looking right at us.

As she was doing all of this, I kept waiting for her to let us hear the heartbeat. Usually that’s like the first thing you get to hear. She hadn’t done it yet. There is something so amazing about hearing the heartbeat. I was so anxious waiting to hear it and finally, she played it. That’s all it took. I started crying, not an loud audible cry, but tear were falling from my eyes. All the emotions came to a head at that point. Watching the ultrasound, you see the baby moving, you marvel at it all, but when you hear that heartbeat – it becomes real. I thanked God for our little miracle and was so grateful to have finally be there to see him.

The tech then snapped a profile picture, in which you can see his foot up in the air, and finished with the measurements. He is about 4 pounds right now. He will gain 1/2 pound every week from here on out. They are guessing he will be about 8 pounds 8 oz when he is born.

I am so happy that I got to be with Sam today. I am so thankful that the baby is doing well and exactly where he needs to be. I can’t wait for his arrival. I am excited to meet our son.

The Countdown Has Begun

Technically we are about 8 weeks away from the arrival of our baby boy. He is due on October 13th. I have a feeling, though, that he will be arriving earlier than expected.

I have to give major kudos to my wife. Sam has had a very difficult time with this pregnancy, I won’t go into all the details, but we had a few scary moments along the way. She is in much more pain this time around. She hasn’t really been sleeping well. It is much more difficult for her to do some of the things she was able to do when she was pregnant with Ella. It’s been very hard for me to watch some days. I help when I can, but sometimes, there is nothing I can do to help her.

Because of Covid protocols, I haven’t been able to go to any of the OB appointments with her. This in itself drives me crazy. I feel “disconnected” this time around. One of the highlights of the OB appointments was getting to hear the heartbeat of the baby. We have a doppler thingy at home that we can use, but because of the position of the placenta, it is hard to find it.

They literally just lifted those Covid protocols at the OB and on Monday, I will be able to go and see the Ultrasound with her. I am beyond excited. There is something special about seeing our baby on the monitor together. As silly as it sounds, I love being able to be there and watch my wife smile at the baby. It is one of those “moments.” I hope that they will print off some pictures for us to add to his baby book.

The old wives tale is that baby boys tend to be low in the belly during pregnancy. That would certainly be the case with our baby. The doc even said that the baby is much lower than he expected. Now, whether he meant that he is dropping and getting ready to come early, he didn’t say. However, he does seem to want to deliver a week or so early.

In the meantime, we are well aware that the baby will come when he decides to come. So this week, we had the conversation about making a checklist. Not only do we NOT have a bag packed for the hospital yet, this time around, we also have to have a bag ready for Ella. She’ll be staying with Nana a couple days while baby brother is in the hospital. I actually found the “Birth” book they gave us when we did birthing classes before Ella was born. I plan on going through it and making sure I have all the stuff on the check lists!

My wife has been such a trooper through this pregnancy. I can tell she is ready for the baby to arrive. She’s kind of over the pain, the fatigue, and all that has come with this pregnancy. Through it all, she remains beautiful and radiant. She is such a wonderful mommy and amazing wife.

Ella is excited to be a big sister. Mommy is excited to hold her first son. Daddy couldn’t be more excited to have the chance to be a dad again. Thank you, God, for all you have blessed me with!

Obligatory Baby “Bump” Picture