One Year Ago...

I realized earlier in the week that this week (actually October 6th) marks the anniversary of finding out that we were having a baby boy. During my pregnancy, I had quite a few unplanned ultrasounds for bleeding episodes. They were so numerous that after the first couple, I usually would travel to the OBGYN for the ultrasound by myself. The way we saw it, it wasn't worth Nate taking off work to come to the doctor with me to find out that everything was okay. So on October 6th of last year I had another episode of bleeding. We knew more than likely what was causing it, but to be on the safe side I was told to come in to the OBGYN office for a checkup. The only thing that was a little different this time was that my Dr. was out of town and the nurse practitioner was unable to perform an ultrasound. Because of this, they sent me to the hospital for an ultrasound. I didn't think anything of this and took off for the appointment by myself. Once I got there, I realized the appointment was going to be a little bit different in the sense that instead of just doing a quick ultrasound to check on baby and what was causing the bleeding, the tech performed the growth and anatomy scan that is usually performed around the 20 week mark. Towards the end of the scan, the tech asked me if I wanted to find out the sex. I was so tempted, but I wasn't quite sure if it was such a good idea without Nate there. I thought about for only a second or two before I decided that the risk was totally worth it (plus I don't think I could have really willpower to say "no"). The tech pointed out that it was a boy (complete with arrows...I was so surprised that I was having trouble comprehending what I was seeing!) and after that the rest of the ultrasound was a blur.
After the ultrasound I treated myself to Panera Bread (where I swear, I could not wipe a ridiculously huge smile off my face). I had the rest of the day off of work so I used a gift card to JC Penny's to shop for a few boy clothes and picture frame to display the "proof" that we were having a boy. I talked to Nate a couple times that afternoon, but completely played dumb about what was going on. I hurried home and displayed all the goods on the cabinet like this:

and waited patiently for Nate to get home. When he came home I was peeling potatoes at the sink and it took all I had not to turn around the aforementioned goofy smile, but I held strong and waited for his reaction. And waited, and waited....Finally he said something to me about going shopping. Um....yeah, I went to shopping, do you notice anything about what I went shopping for? Hello....?????? Finally, it dawned on him that the clothing was blue and it was for a baby and then, finally, I got a reaction. It was the best reaction I could have asked for. Nate was so surprised, I don't think he even knew what to say. It was just so awesome...definitely one of the best days of my life.
And now, from a mere 14oz in his ultrasound picture last year to 17+lbs today, Josiah is here, safe and sound and a complete blessing to our family. He is such a joy and we are so thankful for him.