Dear Baby...

Dear Baby,

Are you a Rusty or a Chloe? We're just not super sure. The first time we got an ultrasound you were in a position we couldn't see. The second time we got the ultrasound you had your legs closed so tight they couldn't get a picture, and the third time Dr. Smith and I thought for sure we saw that you were a little boy but you wouldn't hold still long enough to be 100 percent certain. I've been holding off on writing this until I knew for sure, but I can't wait any longer. I'm so excited to meet you and so excited to hold you. There is less than 9 weeks left and even though I know how fast time truly goes, I also know how long it can feel.

This has been such an amazing year. It started over a year ago. Mommy and Daddy decided they would like to have another baby. Mommy started going to the doctor to lose weight and get her body ready for the fertility drugs that we would for sure need. It took several months to get ready for the fertility drugs, but when we were finally ready we were hopeful that the clomid would work. Month after month, it didn't. I wish I could say that I wasn't frustrated but I was. I was so frustrated. Finally, Dr. Smith said that the clomid wasn't going to work and we would need to move on to stronger fertility treatments. Daddy and I knew we would never do anything more than clomid. I was so upset we didn't get pregnant. I decided that I would sell all of our baby stuff so that I wouldn't have to look at it anymore. The three children that we already had filled our hearts so full and brought so much joy to our home that we couldn't help but want a fourth. It was September when I began selling all our stuff. it was the beginning of October when I had finally accepted that having another baby would not be happening. It was the middle of October and I had a bladder infection. A pretty bad infection. I went to urgent care where they confirmed it and they prescribed me an antibiotic. As he handed me the prescription the doctor said to me, "Do not take this if you are pregnant."

I laughed, assured him I wasn't pregnant, and headed to the pharmacy. When I got to the pharmacy I handed him the prescription and did a little shopping while I waited for it to be filled. It had been a good hour before I had left urgent care and actually had the prescription in my hand. I was holding the bag and the pharmacist wouldn't let the bag go. He said to me, very seriously, "Do not take this if you are pregnant."

I laughed and assured him I wasn't pregnant. As I was walking away I had this uneasy feeling. Something about hearing that same phrase two times in an hour from two different people, something about the way the pharmacist said it...

I grabbed a pregnancy test on the way out of the store. I went straight home and took the test. Within seconds it was positive. I can't explain how excited I was. I immediately called the doctor and told them I needed a new prescription because I was in fact, PREGNANT!  Daddy was even more excited. He wanted to tell everyone right away and we ended up going to dinner with Grandma and Grandpa Allen that night at Twigs to share the news.

What's even more amazing? When we went in for our first doctor appointment they did an ultrasound to determine the due date. You weren't there yet. Making it almost unbelievable that I was able to get a positive home pregnancy test when I did. They ordered another ultrasound for about a week later and there you finally were. Not only did God bless us with a baby in HIS timing but he also told us about His blessing in His timing. Had I not gotten the same message from two different people I may not have taken a test and I may have taken antibiotics that could have changed the way this story turned out.

We love you already, so very much. We can't wait to meet you. Now, if you'd just let us know for sure what you are- I could start washing clothes. What am I saying? I suppose we'll find out when He is ready for us to know for sure. God is so good!

All my love,
Mommy