One year ago today we got to see Lucas for the first time. I had my first pregnancy appointment with my doctor the week before and everything looked good. Given our experience the October before, Marc and I were very cautious. But when I got to work March 7, 2007, I just didn't feel right. I really thought we were losing this baby. It was spring break so things were slow. I called the doctor and told her how I was feeling. Without questioning anything, she said that I should come in for an ultrasound. I was trying to hold myself together as I called Marc and asked him to meet me at the hospital.
When we were taken back for the ultrasound, I don't think either one of us was breathing. The tech set everything up and we were soon looking at our beautiful baby, nice and safe inside of me. There was a heartbeat. We were so relieved. We even got a picture of him. It felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. We prayed that everything would go well for the next few weeks. So now we were faced with having to tell Marc's parents and grandmother, a bit earlier than we had wanted. They were thrilled. We asked them to not say anything until we got through the next few weeks and next round of tests. When my parents came down to visit 10 days later, we had the ultrasound picture to show them:)
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