Friday, May 16, 2014


I contemplated how I would say this, or even IF I would say it. Sometimes I worry that I publicize my life a little too much and contemplate keeping things hush hush. I've advertised my highest highs and lowest lows, from proud mommy moments, to the anger I may feel towards a Real Housewives episode, and even the sadness of losing a child. It's all on Facebook. Its photographed through instagram. And sometimes I even get on Twitter. Oh, and I am picking up on this blogging thing again. So, at the end of the day I guess I am okay with it cause here I am now, sitting on my couch in my freshly painted home, watching my parents be incredible people by helping me out because... well, I'll tell you why

We're pregnant.


Many of you know, we lost our Daisy to Trisomy 18 on the same day we entered our third trimester. It was traumatic. It was heart wrenching. It was our lowest low. I didn't know if I wanted to have another baby, at least not anytime soon thereafter.

But here we are, completely unexpected, the universe decided it was our time.

I've said a few times over and over 2014 was going to be our year. We had a couples trip planned for Costa Rica, Disneyland with Ellie, we bought a house, and have many other wonderful things planned for the year. Part of that plan was to begin trying for a baby again after the summer. AFTER the summer. But before we left for Costa Rica, my amazing Grandma Licha was in town a couple of days before we flew out and she looked at me and she said "you are going to go to Costa Rica, you are going to have fun, and when you get back you are going to find out you are pregnant." Imagine the most nervous of laughters. When your Mexican grandma says something like that you better walk away and pray to baby Jesus that maybe age is getting to her. Unfortunately for me at the time, I couldn't think of any superstitious Mexican ritual chants to undo what was already done.

Oh, and yes, she was absolutely correct. Duh! Did I mention she's my MEXICAN Grandma? I mean, its like a sixth sense they have. She's a step away from being Theresa Caputo (you know, the Long Island medium). Her words haunted me the whole trip and by our fifth day there and no visits from Aunt Flow, I knew something was up. I slowed my roll and prepared for what I was sure coming. We landed Saturday night, and on Sunday morning our pregnancy test confirmed that my Grandmother is scary. Oh, I mean that we were pregnant.

With that being said, I didn't know what to think. It was totally unexpected, even though I knew something was coming. At the same time, I wasn't ready. It hadn't even been a year since we lost our Daisy. What if we go through the same scenario again? What if we lose our baby? Are we ready to ride this roller coaster all over again? So many questions. Fortunately for us, we have an incredible team of doctors holding our hands along the way. We love the staff at Nurture OBGYN as well as North Austin Maternal Fetal Medicine. They have reassured us time after time that everything will be fine and there were plenty of tests to show us early on that this baby was going to be our rainbow baby.  And they were right. This past Wednesday, we received our results from our blood Panorama Prenatal Test and were relieved to learn our baby tested negative for any chromosomal abnormalities.

Its happening! We are having a baby.


Mexican Marta


  1. Congrats, Amanda! I think what you're doing online is great, never a dull moment. I wish the best for you! Love you, cuz

  2. Love this post. Sergio will make you pina coladas when the time is right again.