Wow, its been longer than I thought since my last blog. Lots of new things since then besides furniture! On October 22, I found out Shane and I are expecting a baby. After not feeling quite right the whole weekend and one missed period, I made a pit stop at Walmart on the way home from work that evening. I purchased two different name brand 2-packs of pregnancy tests and some treats for the animals. I took the first test expecting negative results and to my shock...POSITIVE! Of course, thanks to the wonderful Coast Guard, my hubby was not there physically to experience this. He was however, only on duty and I called him hands shaking, heart pounding, jumping up and down, saying "I think I might be pregnant!". Real clever of me, huh? "I THINK I might be pregnant". So of course me being the pessimist I am and automatically assuming the worst..human error..a mistake, I opened up the other name brand bx of test and took one of those while I was on the phone with Shane...POSITIVE! I was elated, but still doubtful the next morning, so yet once again, I took a third test and ...surprise...POSITIVE! I took a trip that day to my PCM (primary care manager-for all he non-coasties that may read this) and had a blood test done yet once again with positive results. My due date is June 28, 2008, I am at present 20 weeks. I since finding out have been through 2 OB docs. I have an OB in Tampa out of St. Joseph's hospital now, who thus far I am pleased with. He is a one man show with 30 years experience and a lofty postion in the OB dept at St. Joe's women's hospital where I will most likely deliver. At week 17 I started to feel the baby move, an amazing feeling, like someone rolling a small marble on the inside of my lower abdomen. Now the feelings have been much more frequent, mostly in the evening and feel like a baseball instead of that tiny marble. I also had my second ultrasound on Jan. 29th, the day we found out we were having a baby boy. Three days later we decided on a name for our little man...Cameron George Williford. There was a big rush for us to get the ultrasound done and name him because Shane was due to leave on Feb. 1st for his next patrol. It was really important for him to be there to see our little man and he wanted to be able to call him by a name now. Its become so much more exciting now that he has a known sex and a little identity, it seems more real. And now I am currently crossing the milestone marker into "viable" pregnancy territory-a very good thing in the medical world. The events of the past few weeks have all allowed me to rest a little more reassured. But I definitely find that ever since we started trying to have a baby the worry began and it only has grown. I feel as if there is always something to worry about. However, I am being reassured that so far so good. On the last ultrasound, I was 18 weeks and everything seemed to be measuring good...the baby's size, my size, the amount of amniotic fluid, the amount of weight gained so far, heartrates for both baby and mommy, my blood pressure. The best part..no morning sickness. But despite all that I still worry. And I've been told by many experienced parents that that never goes away.
