Praise God I have made it this far! Every day I wonder if my baby is alive in there. (I know, it’s morbid) but when you have been through my experiences you can’t help but think that. I have to remind myself daily that God is in control.

This morning was my 11 week check-up and all looks good. THANK GOD! The doctor couldn’t find the heartbeat with the doppler, so I started to panic and she reassured me that it was ok and off we went to the sonogram room. As soon as she put it on my belly, up popped Baby Hope having a grand time in my womb with a nice, strong heartbeat of 160. Calmness FINALLY swept over me. God knew I needed to see my baby. I wasn’t supposed to have a sonogram this morning, but I’m so thankful that I got to see my little nugget in there. I was so happy it had arms and legs and a huge head (just what it is supposed to look like at 11 weeks.)

So, say Hi to Baby Hope (or Poggy as Abel calls him/her).


And I finally popped. I made it 3 weeks farther then I did with Abel, so I’m proud of myself. I remember I couldn’t button my pants at 8 weeks with Abel. I’ve been jogging almost every night in hopes I stay in shape (I didn’t say to not gain weight, because I am clearly doing fine in that department. Weight just sticks to me when I am pregnant.)

Sadly, daddy Seth has yet to take one picture of his second child (it’s actually hard saying second, since this is really my 4th), so Mama Juju took action and here you go.

Funny thing is by this time with Abel, Seth had taken over 30 pictures of my belly in order to create this.

The Gestatation of Abel: Time Lapse from Seth Nickerson on Vimeo.

(You don’t need to remind me how huge I was with Abel. I clearly can see that.)

Poor Baby Hope is already experiencing second child syndrome. No worries, Baby Hope we love you just as much already!