Since Teddy will be five months old soon, I'd better buckle down and write about his birth. But first, I should document the pregnancy itself.
In truth, it was an uneventful pregnancy. It wasn't the first time I'd been pregnant (with one ending in a miscarriage in December '07). As a result, the symptoms of the first three months weren't a suprise. The constant nausea sucked (and oh! the bus rides!), but I managed to keep it at bay so that I could work. And this time, the washroom at my work wasn't being remodeled so I didn't have to run up a flight of stairs to dry heave over an unfamiliar toilet! Small blessings...
During the previous, ill-fated pregnancy, I'd always had a nagging feeling that something wasn't right. This time, I felt so much more hopeful. We let people know about the pregnancy at around 6 weeks, figuring that we could use all the prayers and good thoughts. The 12 week ultrasound (the point at which we confirmed that the first pregnancy was ending in December '07) was at the same place. I got incredibly nervous in the 30 seconds before the image appeared on screen, but seeing the baby flipping around and waving was just awesome. Dave was shocked that he could actually pick out baby parts on the screen, and the baby was measuring EXACTLY on for dates (this would be a theme).
Just like all the pregnancy books suggest, the morning sickness and nausea dissipated at 13 weeks, just in time for our mid-July trip to Georgia and Alabama. I started to show in early August, so began having to augment my wardrobe with maternity pieces. At the end of August, I headed out to Vancouver to see Beth, then went on an Alaskan cruise with my parents (Dave had run out of vacation time).
Due to technical problems, the 18 week ultrasound had to be rescheduled for 2.5 hours before my flight to Vancouver. I thought that I was carrying a girl; the very first shot at this ultrasound was a one between the baby's legs, showing me how wrong I'd been. It was confirmed by our francophone ultrasound tech who announced: "There's his manhood". Yep, we were having a son.