Better safe than sorry

I am not typically a paranoid person... I know that everything happens for a reason, and it usually will yield better results than if we had planned it ourself. I know that Heavenly Father touches every aspect of our lives, and sometimes we just have to be intune enough to listen.

Early Wednesday morning I woke up with some bleeding, and was pretty concerned, but didn't have any cramping so was not in a complete panic. I put in for a sub, and waited ever-so-patiently for the Doctor's office to open so that I could go in and see what was happening. After doing an ultrasound and checking everything out, he assured me that everything was okay, and then got this little snapshot of the baby's tiny hand. He smiled and said look, they're waving to you, and saying everything is okay. It was quite a relief off my mind. (Garry says, "they" there is only one right?)
It is amazing to me in just 5 short weeks how they go from looking like a blob to a baby. It was quite exciting, and we get to go in the middle of January to find out if we will be welcoming a little brother or a little sister into our home. I can't wait!