Here's a super quick pregnancy update:

I've been diagnosed with Thrombophilia, a blood clotting disorder and another blood disorder that prevents me from absorbing folic acid and other vitamins. Not the best news in the world to hear but still glad that between my midwife, OBGYN, perinatal specialist, and regular practitioner I've been tested for everything under the sun and that they found this. So I was prescribed blood thinners and a couple of prescription strength folic acid vitamins and other vitamins along with my regular prenatal vitamins.
Also, my midwife and perinatal specialist both feel that this blood disorder had nothing to do with Tatum's death. They still feel that it was the knot and not a blood clot or a vitamin deficiency. Which was good news for me. I never want to have to hear that there was something I could have done to prevent losing her. It was an accident, it was sudden, and there's nothing that could have changed that. She was a big, healthy, beautiful baby and just happened to have an umbilical cord knot and just happened to pull it tight the day before I delivered.

I can't believe that it's been a year, Christmas Eve marks the day that I delivered her. I tried so hard to prepare for Christmas this year....anticipating a melt down....it's hard because I correlate all things Christmas with the traumatic experience of finding out she was gone and then being induced and prepped for delivery and then delivering our sweet baby stillborn. Holding her. Saying goodbye to her. Being wheeled out of the hospital without a baby. And then Christmas day. And then the day after Christmas we started preparation for burial, the graveside, picking out a coffin, picking out flowers, coming up with a program, letting people know, etc, etc, etc. Christmas. It just all reminds me of all of the preparation that went into preparing for her and preparing to bring her home. All the shopping, the nursery, the Christmas tree, the lights, and it doesn't help that I'm pregnant again and again and this year feels a lot like last year only now I have more anxiety. Then there was New Year's and then FINALLY the graveside on January 3. Tyson and I learned the hard way that if you have a loved one pass during the holidays all of your burial plans end-up postponed. No one has funerals around Christmas, therefore they all wait until after Christmas and the county offices are closed during the holidays and it became an ordeal trying to get a death certificate as well. Having the burial behind us was such a relief! We needed that day to come so desperately to allow us to begin to move on. This is turning into a really sad post.

On lighter note, I just want to say that I'm really excited about our new baby coming in March. I just really need to get over this first holiday hump without Tatum, while trying to remember her and how she has impacted our lives.
Tyson and I are house hunting and actually put an offer on a house last week and we're waiting to hear back from the bank. I can't even begin to imagine what it would be like to be moving into our very own house!!! We're hoping for the best but we're prepared to keep looking if someone else had a better offer than us.
It really is a happy and exciting time for us and I know that with this holiday season will come much joy and peace!

Wishing all of you peace, hope, joy, and faith in Christ! Merry Christmas! xoxoxo