Countdown to Baby Miller

Baby Miller is fast approaching. Our projected due date is July 3rd, 2009. I am hoping that our baby waits another day and comes in with a large celebration. Follow along with the counter below.

Our Little Cucumber

Chris and I have had the best time discovering what fruit or vegetable our baby is! Each week, on Thursday night, I check to see what the baby has grown in to. While this is clearly not scientific, it is a fun way for us to call our baby by name... This week he/she is an English hothouse cucumber. Last week? A rutabaga! Check out the site below to see the stages we've gone through!
http://www.babycenter.com/slideshow-baby-size

Rewind...

Since we missed out on a few, ok, 6 months of blogging the pregnancy, I wanted to get some "important dates" down- before the pregnancy brain really kicks in...

November 10th, 2009: Chris and I found out we were pregnant
November 14th: My doctor confirmed what we already knew: "Yep, you're definitely pregnant."
November 17th: Our first sonogram. Chris went with me, and I think we were both more than a little shocked to see the "bean" inside of me and listen to it's heartbeat. Even though we had been told that I was pregnant, I don't think it really hit us until we saw it with our own eyes.
November 19th: Our second ultrasound, and God's first opportunity to show us that he had this under control. My OB sent us to a specialist because he was concerned about some "debris" that he had seen the day before during the first ultrasound. He told us to schedule an appointment with the specialist as soon as possible... Chris and I were on the phone before we got out of the parking lot, and we managed to get in to see a perinatal doctor the very next day (thank you God), in a town far, far, away. (Ok, so it wasn't that far, but Chris didn't blink when I told him we'd have to drive to Forsyth county if we wanted to see anyone in the next few weeks.) This turned out to be such a blessing, because the doctor said that everything looked just fine to him. Again, thank you God!
November 20th: "Guess what..." Chris and I called our families to share the good news. They were just as shocked as we were!
January 20th, 2009: We received "elevated results" from a blood test that I had done. We were sent to the specialist again, who said that he did not see any of the "markers" for genetic deformation. He gave us the option of having an amnio done to rule out the issue completely, but we decided that there was no need- we're going to love this baby no matter what, and once again, God has this under control!
February 10th: We went in for another ultrasound. I wanted to know the sex of the baby, but Chris wasn't so sure... We had the tech write down the sex of the baby and seal it in an envelope. We decided to think about whether or not we wanted to find out!
February 17th: There really is something in there. Ok, so it sounds strange, but until this day, despite all of the images and sounds, I can't say that I was REALLY convinced that there was a baby inside of me. And then, he/she started moving around. I felt the first "kick" while I was sitting on the couch before bed. I had heard it would feel like bubbles. Not so much, but there is definitely a baby in there!
March 16th: After another visit to the specialist, we were thrilled with what we heard. Dr. Trevett said that the baby's heart was "perfect", and that the baby looked very healthy. Once again, we had the ultrasound tech keep the sex of the baby from us, but we did get more pictures to add to the baby book.

Better late...

Ok, so we're a little late starting this blog, but better late than never, right?

Chris and I are expecting our first child in just three short months, and I think I can speak for both of us when I say that this is the most important thing that we've ever done- which is somewhat funny, because we have no idea what we're doing...

We found out that we were pregnant on November 10th, after I thought I had the flu. I had taken the day off from work, and Chris had to come home early to take care of me because I felt so horrible. After laying around for most of the day, Chris took me to CVS to get some medicine. While we were there, Chris asked me if there was any way that I could be pregnant, to which I immediately answered "NO" (while walking to the aisle to pick up a test). If you've ever tried to remove a product from one of the "spring-loaded" displays at CVS, then you know that one false move can lead to an explosion of said product. So, as I was trying to inconspicuously pull a pregnancy test from the shelf while (not so inconspicuously) flashing my wedding ring to anyone who glanced in my direction, I managed to set off a display of about 6 boxes, not unlike a the explosions I've seen at several Fourth of July celebrations. With little dignity left, we headed home where we quickly, and humorously, discovered that I was, in fact, pregnant, a fact that an additional pregnancy test (this time non-launched), and a visit to the doctor confirmed. Chris and I spent the rest of that week in a bit of daze, and in the weeks to come, we quickly realized that being pregnant is not the easiest idea to get use to.

And here we are 6 months later, becoming more and more comfortable with the idea that God has, without our even planning it, blessed us with one of the most amazing experiences of our lives. We've had a few "bumps in the road", but through the uncertainty, we've learned, yet again, that God is capable of anything.

Chris and I have been talking about starting this blog for months now so that one day baby Miller will be able to look back and see how much he or she was loved even before he/she came into this world. So here we are- writing about this journey so that our baby will be able to laugh at us one day, while realizing that some of the best things in life aren't always planned.