Yup, we are alive...

It feels like the last 21 weeks have flown by! While they are a bit of a blur (ugh..."nightime sickness" is NO JOKE!), I have definitely made a conscious effort to cherish them and try to enjoy it...even when it's 3am and I'm on my 3rd "potty break" of the night. Yup... I tried to half-consciously thank Dr. E and all those genius scientists who worked tirelessly to create IVF... "Yes, I'm exhausted...Yes, I'm nauseous. Yes, I'm sick of peeing all.the.time...but I'm so very thankful!"

As I've slowly come out of this haze, I realized that though I'm slightly concerned about continuing the blog, I do really want to have some place to document this journey. Not only for Kaylee to someday look back on, but for Hubby and I as well. Why would I second guess continuing the blog? For the same reason I've read from so many other IF-turned success story blogs... Little bit of guilt, I guess. Hubby thinks I'm nuts, but he didn't spend month after month, after month... getting to know so many amazing women. Laughing at our similar "crazy stories", cheering each other on, lifting each other up, praying for each other during the dreaded 2ww, crying tears of joy when our prayers are answered...and sobbing right along with them when their dreams are crushed, yet again.

Though I know Hubby and I fought hard for what we're now anxiously waiting for (...and I'll go toe-to-toe with anyone who says our journey was "easy"), I do know how heartwrenching it is to feel like you're standing still, while everyone else is moving forward towards their dreams. I'll admit avoiding several blogs during our journey...knowing that seeing a growing bump and hearing about how amazing pregnancy is, would come close to knocking me down. I don't ever want to be a source of heartache for anyone...

That being said, I've also realized that this blog had become like a dear friend to me... and I'd missed her! I want to continue documenting our journey... the good, the bad and the ugly! (...and believe me, there's been some ugly! haha!)

Sooo, from this day forward, I promise to continue to be brutally honest about all my thoughts/feelings (I'm warning you now!) and in turn, I promise not to be offended if/when some of you feel the need to avoid it... I get it.

Lots has happened in the last 21 weeks... here's a sneak peek!

8 weeks - Wow! and I thought I was bloated!! Taken right after we had our second ultrasound, showing our "little fighter's" heartrate was back up to where it should be! Definitely the best Christmas gift we've ever been given...

12 weeks

17 weeks - Yes, I know. I definitely missed SEVERAL pictures between 12 and 17 weeks. What can I say? It was a ROUGH few weeks. Hubby actually took some other pictures this same day (picking paint colors!) and I still looked like death and just felt fat. It didn't help that I wasn't feeling her, so I still didn't believe there was anything in there!