Sun Day on Sunday

Yet another gorgeous Spring day in California! Because I feel like I overdid myself yesterday (and which may or may not have resulted in last night's spotting), I completely took it easy today. I spent most of my day hanging out with Ella in our backyard, basking in the warm sun. Here are a few pictures taken this afternoon.

As you can see, Ella and Bob are best buds. :)

Look at Bob's face! He's totally saying, "That's the spot!"

This picture makes me laugh! They look like professional models. Who knew a 4-year old would know to pose in such a chic manner. And Bob. Oh, that Bob! Gloating in the sunshine.

Loving on his Ella.

There's that smile we love and adore! :)

I then brought out Ella's fun SpongeBob sprinkler. :)

It got a little too cold for her to run around in the sprinkler for long, but it was fun while it lasted!

As you can well see, it was a great day today! I can't say that I didn't dread every time I had to use the bathroom for fear of seeing some more blood, but thank God, there was no more spotting! Lets pray I have an uneventful week in that respect, leading up to Friday, which I count on being one of the best days of my life! :)

I Really Didn't Want to See Blood While Pregnant

Spotting. A pregnant woman's worst nightmare. Fear immediately surfaces once blood is seen. And fear is what kept me awake last night.

I woke up around 2:00 for one of my nightly bathroom visits, and sure enough, when I wiped, there was some orange-red discharge/blood gook. I let out a desperate, "No, God! No!" I wiped again, and there was more.

I quietly made myself back to bed, not really wanting to wake my snoring husband up.

I felt like I was reliving a night during my first trimester with Ella. Aaron and I were up all night with bleeding and period-like cramps. I can't remember how far along I was, but I'm guessing 6 to 7 weeks. I had spent a lot of time on the phone with my mid-wife, who told me to schedule an ultrasound first thing in the morning. She told me based on what I was telling her, it sounded like I was miscarrying.

That was such an awful night.

We ended up seeing perfect baby Ella the next morning, and the bleeding had died down.

So, I woke up Aaron, and he told me not to worry. How is that so easy for him to say? I cried (a lot), but his confidence helped my crying session from lasting all night.

And, needless to say, the bleeding (if you can call that orange-red gook that) didn't last long at all. It stopped after those two first wipes. I went to the bathroom two more times that night and nada!

Lets just say this incident left me spending a lot of time with God last night. I just prayed and prayed and prayed, and I think I fell asleep praying because I never remember saying, "Amen." :)

And now, as a result of seeing the blood, I'm so sensitive to my cramping. I'm telling Aaron it feels more like period cramps, and he's like, "But you can't be starting your period!" I explained that miscarriage cramps feel like period cramps. He just looks at me like I'm crazy because he's so confident with this entire pregnancy.

And, I am too! I really am confident. I'm just scared at the same time.

Oh, and when I told Aaron that bleeding during the first trimester is more common in twin pregnancies, he's like, "Oh, this all makes sense then, because you're pregnant with twins." Oh, Aaron. He makes me smile. :)

Anybody out there have some spotting stories to share to put my heart at ease? :)