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We're having a mango

We reached the 19 week mark today! Almost halfway there.

Time is crawling....and at the same time it's racing. It has been so different since Sam died. I feel like it's been 10 years and at the same time I remember the details of his birth as if it were yesterday.

Our girl is the size of a mango this week. I have been feeling her move for a few weeks now, but finally I am starting to feel real kicks. And Jamey has been able to feel them as well! I am really looking forward to the day that I can watch my tummy move independently :)

As far as pregnancy symptoms, the worst one I have is restless leg syndrome. Not fun at all. 20 minutes of laying in bed moving my legs every night before I go to sleep.

Oh, and I'm allergic to my kids. No joke. I have a skin reaction to being pregnant, same place, same itchiness as I had just one year ago!



Baby Girl

Sam

This rash went away about a week after Sam was born, and came back about 6 weeks into this pregnancy. I have no idea why this is, but hydrocortisone cream helps a lot. 

These symptoms are minor though, compared to what some women go through. I can deal with legs that can't stop moving and an itch on my hand forever if need be. But thankfully, those are the only symptoms to mention for right now.

We have another doctor's appointment tomorrow. We had our BIG appointment about 3 weeks ago to take a look at this girl's kidneys and heart. They told us all looked great, but that they would prefer us to come back when she was bigger to look in more detail. Can I ask you a favor and please pray for us going into this appointment? Going back to the hospital always causes at least a little bit of anxiety for us. 

21 weeks to go! :)

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  1. Kaila my sister was Also allergic to her pregnancy, she was covered head to toe! Im sorry you have it. I am absolutely thrilled for you with this pregnancy! You have been such. a great role model in the type of women i was to be with Christ! I can't imagine going through what you did and being as strong as you are! Sam touched so many peoples lives! I think about him a lot and i had no connection to him. So i want to thank you for sharing your journey with everyone. Keep doing what your doing and i will continue to pray for you! Much love, Brittany Columbia

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    1. Thank you Brittany :) I love to hear that other people think of Sam, and thank you for the prayers!

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