I’m proud to announce the birth of our son born in December 2013.
I’m sorry that it took so long to announce it, but it didn’t really go as planned and I am only now getting back into the swing of things. Baby is home and sleeping longer hours now making it easier on me to write.
In the coming weeks I will be blogging about our birth adventure, because it was a adventure indeed. Our little man didn’t feel like waiting until February to come when he was actually due so he really gave us a scare. He is now 5 months old and getting better. He still has some issues due to him being born so little, but we will continue to put our trust into God.
In the meantime, meet our youngest sprout, God’s gift unto us.
Placenta praevia (placenta previa AE) is an obstetric complication in which the placenta is inserted partially or wholly in lower uterine segment. It can sometimes occur in the later part of the first trimester, but usually during the second or third. It is a leading cause of antepartum haemorrhage (vaginal bleeding).
Or how my doctor calls it : a ticking time bomb. Fun, right?
Oh well, here I am then, at 27 weeks and 7 days pregnant and have been in hospital for 5 days due to hemorrhaging and will probably be here up until the baby is born. So here I am, updating my blog, keeping my mind off what could happen and praying like never before.
Have you ever heard of it before? Have stories to share? Please do, I like being prepared.
On a last note about my question, I’m sure others have wondered about it in their own circumstances, I cannot stand in the shoes of God and give a complete answer to that question. I don’t have God’s mind. I don’t see with God’s eyes. First Corinthians 13:12 says, “Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely.”
I AM – Exodus 3:14
“Whaaaaat? Did she fall on her head?”
No, I do know that May has long gone and that we have started the last two weeks of the summer holiday. Yeah mums, another two weeks and the kids are back in school, whoehoe! *do a little dance*
Ok, that was a small detour, but I’m back.
One of the many benefits of living in Belgium, Antwerp province to be more precise, is that we have two mother days. Well, that’s not entirely true, most “Antwerpians” celebrate it in August, but schools get the kids crafting in May due to the fact that there is no school in the summer.
My husband usually (“forgot” this year) gets me flowers in May, me being Canadian and all, but it’s in August when I get the goodies.
BTW, it’s called Moederdag or Moederkesdag in Dutch here.
Why is it on the August the 15th you might ask? Well, the primary religion here in Belgium is Catholicism and 15 August is considered the Day of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary, a day celebrating Mother Mary’s being taken bodily to heaven at her death. It is even a public holiday here in Belgium, darn bakery that’s closed across the street.
So the only thing that I don’t really understand and maybe someone can explain it to me, is that mother’s day, celebrated on the 15th of August, only happens in Antwerp and not in the rest of Belgium. What’s up with that?
Anyway, I’m going to enjoy a relaxing bath with all the nice bath products that I received from the kids, brew myself some nice rooibos tea in the new teapot I received from the hubby and then this evening : SUSHI. Vegi for me considering my prengnancyness, but still delish!
So to all you ladies out there, have another happy Mother’s day, from Antwerp.
For some of you that have been following, you know about our great news, but we haven’t shared it on Facebook yet, or extended family. So, we sent out our announcement this week, now that i’m entering my 12th week.
Short recap, I have two children, both of whom I had in my teens. I consider them my blessings even though it was hard raising them on my own for 10 years after their father and I separated.
I then met the husband I asked God for and he too has a little girl. He has shared custody and so she is with us every other week.
We were struggling with infertility. I have endometriosis and due to that, they had to remove one of my fallopian tubes and the other one is severely damaged and obstructed. So after a lot of prayer and talking, we embarked the IVF boat in September 2012.
Trial n1 (November 2012): 1 egg, fertilized : pregnant. Miscarried at 6 weeks
Trial n2 (March 2013): 1 egg, fertilized: no pregnancy
Trial n3 (May 2013): 1 egg, fertilized : pregnant, now 12 weeks
So, I am now 35 and when the baby will be born, it will have a 20 year age difference with his/her eldest sister. I am so looking forward to this new addition to our family and thank God for giving us this blessing once more.
I’m sorry that I haven’t been updating my posts, it’s just that I wanted to be very careful about what I was going to say.
You know that I had a miscarriage on New Year’s eve of a 6 week old embryo whose heart just didn’t start to beat. But today I do have the courage, the courage to tell you all that I AM again pregnant!
It’s now been 9 weeks and I have had 3 sonograms. We saw and heard the heartbeat at 6 weeks and yesterday we saw the ‘baby’ move! I couldn’t believe eyes and asked my husband if he saw it too. Just making sure that I wasn’t hallucinating there. But I wasn’t. It was the most incredible moment, E-v-e-r!
Dear Father God, I thank you for letting us see our baby move for the first time. I pray for our baby’s heart as it finishes dividing into four chambers, and the valves start to form — as do her/his tiny teeth. I also pray for our baby’s organs, muscles, and nerves that are now kicking into gear. You already know who this baby will be, a girl or a boy, yet it is only now forming in my womb. Let it all happen according to your will.
Please take the anxiety away from me and help me trust You in full.
Bless all who deal with loss, infertility and all who visites my humble blog, in Jesus Christ name I pray, Amen.
He gives the barren woman a home, making her the joyous mother of children. Praise the LORD! – Psalms 113:9
Well, beyond our expectations, our little egg became an embryo and the transfer happened last Sunday, on Pentecost. Yay!!! A four cell emmy.
I really didn’t think that it would happen, but it did. What are the odds? I’m just so grateful and in awe. Even if our Emmy doesn’t stick, I’m still really confident that it will happen one day and can’t stop thanking God for this miracle.
Now the horrible 2 week wait and imagining anything. I’m using Utrogestan and i really hate that it gives you pregnancy symptoms. My “ladies” are tender and I’m feeling nauseous, but my brain is telling me that with an 6 day emmy its impossible to feel anything yet. Or am I wrong?
Love to hear from you guys.