Yesterday I posted on Diabetes Sisters a little bit of what we had going on this weekend, but not everything.
See, Erik had been out of town on a business trip all of last week â€“ something Iâ€™m not used to â€“ so when I went to pick him up Friday, I was excited and all emotional (yeeeaahh, had nothing to do with those pregnancy hormones! ) to get to see him. We spent the night relaxing, talking about his week, and getting ready for the big 4D ultrasound that we were going to be going for the next day.
Saturday we got up early and took the hour and a half drive to the imaging place for our appointment. We went in and sat in the dimly lit room, filled out some paperwork, and waited for the nurse to come in and to her thing. I got to sit in a big, comfy recliner finally and not lay on a big medical examining table, something I think all offices should have! It wasnâ€™t but a few moments for her to get the CD and DVD stuff working and then we got started. And there he was. My little boy. Our little boyâ€¦ sleeping just like me with his head in the crook of his elbow and the other hand under his chin. But we knew right away who he looked like. He is going to be a carbon-copy of his dad, which is fine with me. We watched as different times he would move around, and at one point he even had his foot up close to his chest, and another time he was sucking on his hand or thumb.
That night, while Erik was out with some colleagues, I went and got his momâ€™s Motherâ€™s day present â€“ a collage print of different still shots from the ultrasound and had his name printed at the bottom. See, we had decided on a name a few months ago, but Erik then told me he wasnâ€™t fond of the middle name, so we had to change it. We hadnâ€™t told anyone but his sister, so we thought it would be neat to announce it on Mothers day some how, and we did by printing his name on the photo collage. I also got stuff to start a scrap book, and started putting that together to occupy my time til he got home.
Then, Sunday came. Motherâ€™s Day. My â€œfirstâ€ Motherâ€™s day. Some donâ€™t celebrate it yet because youâ€™re only pregnant, but to be honest, with as much work goes into a pregnancy, youâ€™re a mother long before you hold that little one in your arms. You become the protector and support giver of that child the moment you find out youâ€™re carrying them. So, yes, I think itâ€™s perfectly okay to celebrate Motherâ€™s day even if youâ€™re just pregnant.
After I had taken my shower and was getting ready for church, I walked into the kitchen to find Erik had laid out my first Motherâ€™s day presentâ€¦ season 6 of NCIS (LOVE that show!) and a very nice HP digital photo frame. I went and put all the pictures we had on our CD from the ultrasound on the card and plugged it in. Just beautiful. It now sits in my den with those pictures plus a few others of family.
Then we went to church. My pastorâ€™s wife made her awesome chocolate covered strawberries for the women in my Sunday School class and we devoured them. Then we had our serviceâ€¦ which usually has a break in between Sunday School and service for singing and announcements. After everyone did their announcements of different things (graduations, events in the church, birthdays, anniversaries, etc), Erik, being the announcer and AV (audio/video) control man, pushed a button for the projector to come on and said â€œAnd now for my announcementâ€¦ as you all know, Sarah is pregnant, and yesterday we got to see what the baby looks likeâ€¦.â€ and by that time, the one of the pictures came up on the screen. â€œAnd there he isâ€¦ thatâ€™s our sonâ€â€¦ just like a proud dad would, smiling from ear to ear. And I cried. Broke down like a babyâ€¦. â€œour sonâ€.
Later on, my sister came over to my house to bring me a surprise present she had gotten me as well. Inside was a frame that said â€œsneak peekâ€ and you put the ultrasound picture in it. She also had this cardâ€¦
And I cried again. I cry every time I read it. And yeah, I know itâ€™s not really from himâ€¦ but those words are such an encouragement to me. They mean the world to me right now. And thatâ€™s why this card is going in the scrapbook with all my other stuff we have (ultrasounds, DVDs, etc).
So yeah, Iâ€™ve been an emotional basket case over the weekendâ€¦ but it has been the best weekendâ€¦ the best first Motherâ€™s Day weekend I could have ever asked for. And to think I was going to pass all of this up because I didnâ€™t want to risk it with being, well, you knowâ€¦ D. I was going to let D take this from me because I was scared. I now cannot imagine not having this experience. So a big â€œthank youâ€ goes out to my wonderful husband and sister for not only making my first Motherâ€™s day special, but for believing in me enough to encourage me to reconsider my decision about pregnancy even though knowing the big risks involved. I wouldnâ€™t trade this for the world.