
For a while now, I've been kicking around the idea of starting a blog to keep our loved ones (especially those not in Dallas) in the loop with our busy lives.
Well, today I got a really motivating reason to start this site: We are 16 weeks pregnant with a little girl! Her name is Landry Grace (Landry was Michael's maternal grandmother's last name and Grace was his paternal grandmother's and my maternal great grandma's first name).
Although I have been feeling great the past four months, our pregnancy has been far from perfect. In a nutshell, eight weeks ago we got a call that I tested positive for toxoplasmosis. Toxo (that's what we started calling it for short) is a parasite that many people will get in their lifetime. There are no side effects, and it's not dangerous to humans -- unless you are pregnant.
Well, somehow I beat all odds and contracted it (the doctors are still completely in awe over how/where) either just before or right after getting pregnant. The doctors were so in shock that we were sent to a specialist for two rounds of blood tests and then a third test that was sent off to government labs for extremely in depth results.
After confirmation that I had a small trace of toxo in my system, we had to test the baby to see if it was in hers, too. Knowing this horrifying information (disclaimer: toxo is known to cause harmful conditions such as blindness, cerebral palsy, and schizophrenia), we had to wait until we were at least 15 weeks along to take an amniocentesis. If toxo was found in Landry's system there were only two options: antibiotics the rest of pregnancy and fingers crossed that she would have the lesser of serious deformities or termination.
But after waiting a week post-amnio -- and several doctor visits, needle pricks, and sleepless nights -- we received the call early this morning that the baby has no trace of toxo in her system!
Although the beginning of this pregnancy wasn't the dream scenario, we feel so fortunate to have a healthy baby girl on the way. This situation has made us so much closer to this baby (at times literally: we've already had five sonograms and been able to watch her twirl and kick!) and have a profound admiration for her strength.
We can't wait to meet our little warrior in March. Her due date is March 17th, St. Patrick's Day and her grandma Pat's birthday. Although we're not Irish, we definitely got some of their luck!