before brandon & i got married, we agreed to have two kids (more like i talked him into it) & agreed to wait at least five years before we had babies. we picked out the names: fox if we had a boy, jasmine/jasmina (after my mom) if we had a girl.
so after we got married, the only thing left to really do & complete this circle of life was to have a baby. i wanted a baby. right then and there. we were the only couple within our inner circle of closest friends that did not have a baby. so i talked brandon into us waiting until we were married for two years and then we would start trying. i remember crying one night and exclaiming to brandon that the only thing i wanted most out of this life was to be a mommy. my patience was a little bipolar. one week i was willing to wait two years, the next week, i didn't want to wait.
during the time that i was actually being patient, i had a urinary infection in early october and went to the doctor. i was put on antibiotics. and think what you may, but antibiotics and birth control does not go together. some people say antibiotics do not affect birth control, but i have a child to prove that it does. so one day (november 28, 2008 to be exact & one day late from my visit from Aunt Flow), i told brandon that he should probably go get some pregnancy tests because i had no symptoms of my monthly. so my hubby obliged. i went into the bathroom. i was a nervous wreck. i didn't know if this could really be happening and then telling myself to not get my hopes up. after like 10 seconds, the test showed that i was indeed expecting. i opened the door to the bathroom & called yelled out to brandon to come. and through tears, i told him i was pregnant. well, he freaked out. he started grabbing his hair, almost pulling it out, and exclaiming that this couldn't be true. he said "take the other test." (because you know it's best if you buy the twin pack) me: "i just peed all i had". brandon: "go drink more water." me: i drank more water, peed on the second stick, and again: POSITIVE!
so we agreed to each call one person & tell them our great news! i called my sis in law & he called his best friend/pastor. we decided to wait until christmas to tell everyone else. the following week, brandon went out of town. we went ahead and told our family members about the pregnancy. they were so ecstatic!! on the friday afternoon, on my way home from work, i began to experience some cramping. when i got home, i found out that i had some spotting. i freaked out and went over to friend's house. she took me to the emergency room because of the pain i was having, the nurse believed i had an ectopic pregnancy. i waited 6 hours in the emergency room, had two different types of ultrasounds, had to have a catheter (that is of the devil!) only to find out that we couldn't find anything out and that i would have to wait all weekend long to see if i had a miscarriage or not. so yea. i remember texting some girlfriends to pray.. and i was so bummed that i didn't have a chance to officially tell them our news, but they had to find out when i was having problems.
after three different appointments and several ultrasounds and blood work within the next two weeks, we finally heard a heartbeat. it was the most amazing thing in the entire world! i couldn't really tell what i was looking at, but the sound of a little being inside of me just blew me away! of course, i cried and brandon was just in awe. it was just amazing. i had a little bit of morning sickness, mainly just nausea. i didn't exercise for the first three months and just took it easy for fear of anything bad happening.
the ultrasound where we found out the sex of the baby was fast approaching. I wanted nothing more than to have a little girl. I had always prayed for a little girl. When Lester and Gina were expecting, I always prayed they would have a boy…and my prayers came true! I want(ed) to have the first girl. I wanted to name her after my Mom. I prayed and prayed for a girl. The night before the ultrasound, i had a dream that i went to the hospital & they gave me a sonogram (photo) & said "it's a boy!" and i kept telling them it wasn't my baby.. that i couldn't see it (the male part) & just kept saying that over & over. well, i woke up the next morning & just knew that it was a boy & told brandon about my dream. at the hospital while in the ultrasound room, the tech was checking all of the baby's vital organs & she just started to move the device around my tummy (i guess to spread the gel out) & she passed by the baby's legs quickly & in a split second i saw his "third leg". ha! i looked over at brandon & said "it's a boy. i saw 'it'". my ultrasound confirmed my dream. and what's funny is that in my dream i kept saying that i couldn't see "it", but during the actual ultrasound, i saw "it". (snippet of a previous post)
During my pregnancy, I had a few ultrasounds that resulted in more ultrasounds and many doctor visits. One ultrasound showed that the baby had dilation in his left kidney and the doctors were a little concerned. They said it was fairly common in boys and usually it self corrected itself. Then a couple of weeks before Fox was born, I had another ultrasound that showed dilation in his lateral ventricles (the area in his head where the cerebral spinal fluid is made)… talk about being scared. Luckily, we had a lot of prayer warriors and many prayers were sent up. We just put our trust in God. Honestly, there was nothing that we could do, but to trust God…fully rely on Him.
Ethan Fox was born on July 29, 2009…a week before my due date and on his cousin, Maddox’s birthday (and Adalie’s birthday). You can read about the birth here. He went straight into NICU as a precaution. The NICU doctor stated he didn’t really need to be in there, but they wanted to do a couple of ultrasounds to check his head and his kidneys. So the next day, Fox had a couple of ultrasounds. His ultrasound on his head came back normal, but the one on his kidneys showed that they needed to perform a different test. My poor baby had to have a catheter inserted and something pumped into him to see what was causing the dilation. Thankfully, that exam came back normal. So no worries. Now that we’re in Arkansas, we’ve had another set of ultrasounds just to be sure all was well. Thank God all looks great!
I honestly feel that Fox is our little miracle. I thank God for all the stuff I went through; even though, I was scared at times. I’ve learned that when we trust in God, He takes care of everything. I’ve heard the saying “Worry about nothing, pray about everything.” And honestly, this saying is the only thing that really gets me through sometimes. So if you’re worried about something, just pray about it. Let God take care of it. I put Fox in God’s hands and let God work in him. and God continues to prove that He is good.
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