SO many emotions ran through the Pierce household over the next several weeks. The primary one was SHOCK. We tried to wrap our minds around how, after three rounds of in vitro, more shots than we could possibly count, MANY tears, and the roller coaster ride of infertility, this could be happening. This scenario that was playing out before our very eyes was nothing short of stunning and miraculous. Along with the giddiness of it all came a bit of anxiety and fear. Not too long ago, we had been ELATED with the news that we were having a precious baby girl followed by the news no parent wants to hear...that we could lose her before ever getting to know her. That, my friends, NEVER fully leaves your mind. So, as excited as we were, reality was a bit scary.
I lived the first couple of months in limbo between elation and paralyzing fear. With each appointment and sonogram, I just couldn't completely shake the thoughts of what happened before. I know that we got through all of the horrific events that happened, but I just knew there was NO way I could do it again. After a while (and numerous talks with loyal friends, family, and GOD), I decided something. I truly was given a GIFT. One I did not have to work for. One I had NO idea was coming. How I handled this gift was up to me and me only. I could live this entire pregnancy in fear or I could enjoy the "second" chance I had been given. I won't say it all changed in a moment. It was sometimes a daily decision. I was given a "do over" (as far as pregnancies are concerned) and I was going to enjoy this one to the fullest. I spent time dreaming about this baby with smiles instead of fear.
On the morning of June 10, 2013, we went to a monthly appointment. I was going to try to talk them in to finding out the gender of this baby. You see, I am a planner (and those that know me well are truly laughing out loud at that understatement) and I NEEDED (not just wanted but needed) to know if I was going to need pink or blue. Deep down I knew it was a tad early and the chances of finding out during this appointment were not really high. Guess what? I didn't even have to plead or beg. In fact, they OFFERED to do an ultrasound to see if we could see yet. As I waited on the ultrasound technician (who, by now, should in our will we know her so well), I only felt pure joy at the thought of this baby. That, friends, was a GIFT that could only come from above. No fear. No anxiety. No tension. Only happiness at this miracle inside me.
Here's what we saw.....
A perfectly HEALTHY baby BOY! Anderson Brock Pierce
