17 weeks

Dear Baby Boy,

Yes, a lot has happened over the past couple of months--one of which is finding out that the little blueberry inside my belly is a little boy blueberry. Now, at about 17 weeks into pregnancy you are much bigger than a blueberry. Let's recap the past few months when I wasn't blogging.

From the end of week 5 to about the end of week 9, I was throwing up almost every morning or afternoon. If I wasn't throwing up, then I wish I was to find relief from the nausea you gave mommy. But after 4 weeks of it I felt it ease up a little in week 10. Though I was still throwing up in the mornings, the days got a little easier for me to handle. But as the quizziness was leaving, the indigestion and heartburn welcomed themselves in my body.

At 3 months pregnant, Daddy took this picture of me after a big delicious dinner.

I'm still managing the trickiness of it all. Though my hunger is never satisfied, I have to watch every bite I take for it could mean the beginning of a long night of indigestion torture--never knowing if the burp that I so desperately need could actually be an upchuck of the food I just ate that never really seemed to make it's way down to my stomach. Mylanta is now my friend.

But through those tough weeks came some blissful moments of seeing you in an ultrasound for the first time and showing the pictures to family and friends. Watching you grow in the ultasounds is even more joyful. You went from a blueberry, to a peanut, to my precious baby in full form--though not in full size.

This ultrasound picture was taken at 7 and half weeks.

And maybe the most greatest moment of them all is when the doctor said, "Oh Boy!" I knew the whole time you were a boy. I'm your mommy and I knew from the beginning. And now with confirmation of seeing your little wee-wee, we are so happy to have you as our son. You are already active in my belly and Daddy knows that it won't be long for you to be skateboarding along side him. With a helmet, wrist guards, shin guards, and elbow pads of course.

We got this ultrasound picture at 15 weeks and we found out you are a boy. We weren't expecting to find out that day but Daddy asked the doctor and made her feel bad. So she squeezed us into the ultrasound room for a little sneak peek.

We would love you just as much if the doctor said you are girl. But knowing that you we are expecting our son makes the anticipation of your arrival much greater. I'm preparing for my boy. My precious baby boy.

This ultrasound pic was also taken at 15 weeks. I swear you are going to have my lips and nose.

I pray everyday baby that God's hand is with you as you develop and grow. I pray for no development issues or problems. I also pray for God to be with Daddy and I as we love and raise you to be a man. We dedicate your life to our Savior and I know you will be raised to honor and love the Lord your God who made you in my womb. I hope we are good examples of God-loving, God-fearing people who live our lives and raise you by what God says--not by what man says.

Love,
Mommy