From the beginning...

I have had a very emotional road with my pregnancy. It started back around the end of July when I went in for what I thought was my ten week appointment.  I went to my Doctor that delivered my last baby and he did an ultra sound in his office and said everything looked good.  He said he saw another sac but no baby so I was thinking twins?  He said he could check it out next time I came in.  I didn't worry about it to much.  A couple days after that we were talking to Channing's aunts about my appointment and they wanted to know for sure if it was twins so they called up to the hospital (both his aunts worked there) and got me in for a quick ultra sound.  The tech at the hospital didn't say to much during the ultra sound, but I didn't worry.  That afternoon my doctor gave me a call to come in and talk to him. I was scared to death and was trying not to think of the worst!  He said that I had a molar pregnancy and I was going to miscarry.  I was so confused and devastated, but knew everything happens for a reason.  He said that he could give me some medication to speed up the miscarriage and I would pass it quickly. I was so nervous about the pain I would have to go through having two miscarriages before.  My dad and Channing gave me a priesthood blessing before I took the medication which gave me comfort.  I cramped all night and nothing was passing.  I took the other dose of the medication the next morning and I still wasn't passing anything.  I called my doctor and he said he had a surgeon coming from Pocatello the next day to do a d&c.  I went in the next morning to the hospital and they did blood work and another ultra sound before surgery. Well in that ultra sound it showed a mass and a little baby with a heart beat and they were both in the same sac!  I about fell off the table!  Channing was dropping the kids off at his moms and when he came back I had some big news for him. My emotions were all over because when I went into the hospital that morning I had it in my head that I wasn't going to be pregnant anymore.   When I saw that little baby with a heart beat I knew it was a miracle baby and it had a special purpose to be here and to come to our family.  I felt so blessed and grateful to my Heavenly Father for not letting the doctor to go ahead with surgery without doing the blood work and ultra sound.     And wow how lucky was I to still have the opportunity to be a mom to this special baby.  The surgeon then came down to my room to talk about what he wanted me to do in the future.  He said to proceed with weekly ultra sounds to check the mass. He told me it was probably another baby that didn't develop and it can either shrink and go away, grow larger, or still try to pass.  Oh so many things to take in and what a roller coaster of emotions I was feeling.  I felt with everything that had went on that day and the complications with the mass that should switch to a high risk doctor in Logan.