Ten fingers, ten toes...

I can't believe my little 6 pound, 4 oz peanut is already 6 months old.  If I've learned anything in the past six months, it would be that time flies!  It's hard to capture every moment, but I definitely try hard to.  It's hard to believe we were coming home from the hospital six months ago, not knowing what to do next.  If someone told me before I got pregnant that things would be hard, or that I may never be able to have kids, I wouldn't have believed it.  I'm sure everyone has pregnancy stories that are memorable, but here's mine...
I was having a fairly non-complicated pregnancy up until 7 months.  We moved to NoVa and I started with a new OB.  I started having pre-term contractions around this time and was taking medication to prevent labor.  This was pretty scary because I didn't want my peanut to come too soon...I wanted him to be healthy and strong before coming into this world.  Carter & I frequented the hospital over the next few weeks with symptoms of pre-term contractions, dehydration, blurred vision, headaches, intense pain below my ribcage on the right, elevated blood pressure and itchiness on my arms & abdomen.  I was pumped full of fluids and told to be in bedrest for the duration of my pregnancy each time we left the hospital.    It was scary to me to have a blood pressure of 180/120 when my normal is 110/70, but the doctor just told me to take it easy over the next few weeks. 
Fast forward a few weeks, I was 39 weeks prego...I went in for another bi-weekly check up and my blood pressure was 190/120 and I told my OB that I was seeing spots in my vision and had headaches that weren't going away.  She took one look at me and said-- "We are heading to the hospital...this time-- to deliver that baby."  I am so thankful that my mom was there with me that day.  Everything was a blur after this point and I needed her by my side to make it through everything.
Later that same day, my sweet baby boy Harrison Wesley Reeves was born via emergency c-section.  I can't tell you what I was feeling, as I was numb (literally and figuratively)...but when I heard that first cry of my peanut, I was thankful beyond words that he was healthy & strong. 
One week later, I was finally discharged from the hospital while taking two blood pressure medications to keep from stroking out.  It was such a good feeling being able to leave those 4 walls of the hospital.  The sun was shining as Carter drove us home and I couldn't help but feel like God was peering down from the sky saying, "Everything is going to be okay." :)
Within a month, my blood pressure had stabilized, and I wasn't having to take any more blood pressure medication.  My little peanut is almost 16 pounds now and I am so blessed.
Ten fingers, ten toes, that's all I can hope for as a mom. :)