First I must share these photos...
April 20, 2013
May 16, 2013
May 27, 2013
June 1, 2013
June 13, 2013
June 18, 2013
July 3, 2013
July 5, 2013 (my 26th bday)
July 29, 2013
August 7, 2013
August 13, 2013
August 21, 2013 (so so so swollen)
September 12, 2013 (yes, the dog is chasing flies around)
September 15, 2013
September 19, 2013 (miserable swollen feet)
At our 38 week ultrasound appointment we had a terrible scare. During the ultrasound they stopped when they got the heart. Chad and I knew something was up because the doctor took over the ultrasound. They could only see three chambers in our sons heart. They told us we would need to go see a specialist in Norfolk. We were terrified and panicked! We prayed and prayed but we knew whatever the outcome was we would be ok. It was the "not knowing" part that was scary. We had to wait three whole days before we could get an appointment... it really felt like an eternity. We were so relieved to find out that our boy had a perfect heart with all four chambers...
Our boy in 4d at 38 weeks
As you can probably imagine I continued to get extra large and pregnant.... BUT, on my expected due date I got this little reminder..
At the time this seemed like a cruel reminder that I was indeed still pregnant. It was ok though. The evening of the 11th I made Chad and I an early dinner of spaghetti since neither of us ate lunch that day. About an hour or so after we at I had to use the potty (sparing details here). Then a little while later I felt like I had to go again.. or either I was having contractions. Well, I will never forget the sudden pain I felt and asking Chad what time it was at 6:08pm on the evening of October 11, 2013. I was having full blown contractions, sitting on our couch with tears streaming down my face from the pain. Within the first 45 minutes contractions started at about 6 minutes apart and by the time we got to the hospital (only an hour after they started) they were 2 minutes apart. Incredible. The moment I sat on the hospital bed and got comfortable my water broke....
My dad and I right after I got my epidural..all smiles.
Contractions... what contractions?!
I like this picture.
This is Chad helping to hold my leg up while I was pushing. I love this picture. After all that pushing (maybe 30 minutes) the doctor told me how to breathe so we would get the baby out. I was so focused..eyes closed and just trying to do what I was told. The doctor told me to open my eyes and look down and to reach down and pull our baby out the rest of the way.. and I did. It was the most incredible experience.
This was right after I pulled Beckett to my chest and he started crying with his first breaths. I cried too.
No longer the two of us.... Our first family picture.
Proud Daddy...
There are so many emotions that go along with being a parent. You really discover what matters the most to you. Family and your loved ones become #1 priority. We are so happy and blessed. Our son continues to grow and smile and laugh every day. I wouldn't trade anything for the day to day happiness I experience with my family.
He is always smiling and laughing... he definitely got his personality from his daddy!
LOVE












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