It's funny. I never really thought about sharing my "story". I didn't think I had one, to be honest. But after my blogging buddy
Sarah left a comment saying "I can't wait to hear your story…" it got me thinking.
So here we go.
January 2013:
Stew and I decided that we would try for a second child once IV turned 2 (in April). So on January 1st I finished my last packet of birth control pills and waited for my natural cycle to return.
It didn't.
April 2013: IV turns two and I seek the help and guidance of my OBGYN. After my blood work returned "normal", she decided to put me on a 10 day dose of medicine to jump start my cycle.
No luck.
May 2013: I meet with my OB again for a consult. She tells me I have two options: In vitro or Clomid.
Not happening. My mind was made up before I left my Doctors office. I discussed the options with Stew and we both agreed. If it wasn't meant to be…it just wouldn't be. We would spoil the shit out of IV and live a happy life as a family of THREE.
I'm now 7 months without a menstrual cycle.
July 2013: My cycle returns. I/we are happy and relieved that I'm "normal" again.
Sept 2013: We "try"…without charting or temping. We just give it a shot.
No luck.
{End of} October into November 2013: We "try".
November 21st at 7:00pm: I get my first POSITIVE pregnancy test.
So let me back up a bit. On November 15th we moved out of our house and into my parents house. We had our closing on Friday November 22nd at 10am. I'm officially 4 days late - that was normal seeing I didn't have a set number in-between cycles. But Stew kept saying
"you're pregnant".
We were giving IV a bath…and I had a feeling. I ran upstairs to test. I put the test on my nightstand and back downstairs to the bath. 10 minutes later I ran back upstairs and saw it. PREGNANT. I died. I couldn't believe I was pregnant. I ran back downstairs and told Stew. He gave me a high-five. (
typical).
On Saturday my OB sent me for blood work to confirm and on Monday I retested to be sure my levels were rising.
They were. At a healthy rate too.
Tuesday November 26th: We fly out to Georgia for Thanksgiving to see Stew's Family. The wine is poured and we all toast to being together. Stew throws in…"And to baby number two!". Everyone is elated and we all celebrate.
Monday December 9th: Our first Ultrasound. Based on my last period….my due date is July 27th. But Baby 2 was measuring a few days smaller and we moved my date to August 4th. My Dr. still has me down as July 27th…but we decided to go with how the baby measured. Apparently my Dr only moves your date if you are 7 days or more away from your date. I was 6…and I know when we had sex. So it's August 4th. Trust me.
So that's it. That's our
story. I absolutely love being pregnant. I feel amazing. I don't and didn't have any morning sickness or nausea - my energy is now back, which makes me feel even better.
As far as living with my parents….we are still here. Searching daily for land so that we can build or dream home. People have asked if we'll be in our home before Baby 2 arrives…the answer is no. We live in New Hampshire (read "frozen ground")…even if we bought land in the next month, we wouldn't be able to break ground until Spring…leaving just a few months for the build. It's not feasible.
Am I ok with that? Absolutely. My Dad is home during the day. My Mom is on the verge of retirement and I have (and will have) plenty of help during the day.
So with that - I'm looking forward to 2014. Finding out if we are having anther boy…or baby girl. It's a girl if you ask IV.
We have a boy name…just not 100% of a girls name.
I'm looking forward to our March vacation in the warmth…I'm looking forward to IV turning 3 in April…and I'm looking forward to meeting this baby in the Summer.
Thank you all again for your sweet comments.
