To say that I have been wanting to get pregnant for awhile would be an understatement. I have been ready since my almost 4 year old was a year old. But after Jon and I were separated we wanted to make sure our marriage was solid before we had another baby. So in June we were finally ready. We figured it would happen fast since I got pregnant on birth control with Weston and the first month trying with Cason. We thought it might take us a little longer as we were going to try the
Shettles Method, I knew a few people who it has worked for including my Dr. He said it might take us a little longer to get pregnant since we were trying for a girl and the Shettles method makes it hard to get pregnant because you are messing with your ovulation days. I had been off birth control since January. I had been charting my basal temp so I could be sure how long my cycles were and when I ovulated. I had been having a 27-28 day cycle for months. Then from June -July I had a 29 day cycle. From July-August 29 day cycle. August-September was a 30 day cycle. And the worst month was September-October was a 32 day cycle. With each passing day that would go passed my 29 cycle I would try not to get my hopes up but negative test after negative test confirmed that nope no baby for me. My poor family and friends Rachel and Melissa got to talk me through these hard, hard days. Finally I had, had enough I went a bought a digital ovulation kit. It took until day 18 of my cycle to get the ovulation surge. In the previous months we had been stopping on day 13 of my cycle leaving us far to far from my ovulation. Then November came after having a 32 day cycle the previous month I tried not to let my hopes get up each day after 29 days. So Monday, November 13 came day 33 no period still so I took a test. I saw this:
I couldn't tell was I pregnant or not. I had taken a test on Friday and it was negative definitely just one line. I took a picture and sent it to my friend Rachel asking if she saw two lines. She said yes. But I had to be sure. I hurried and finished getting myself and the kids ready and ran to walmart. I got to school and ran to the bathroom. I had to see those words pregnant or not! Then it happened I saw this:
Hallelujah!!!!!!!!!!!! I was finally pregnant. I couldn't stop smiling. A few minutes later Rachel got to school and asked, "So?" "Pregnant!" I squealed. She ran up and gave me a hug. It finally was happening I was going to have my long awaited baby. Now I have to say I know that people have tried much harder and longer then me and with much harder outcomes. So I feel a little guilty about my 5 month journey. But it was hard on me none the less.
I had to wait and wait and wait to tell Jon. He had gone to San Francisco that weekend with friends to watch a football game. When he got home after a 10 hour drive he saw this sitting by the sink.
I don't really remember what he said other then I should have waited until the next day to tell him. I was a little bummed he didn't show more enthusiasm after all I had gone through but chalked it up to him being exhausted. The next day he sent me a great text, "I am excited about our new addition. A little worried about whether a boy or a girl and about money. But I love you and it will all work out." Awe good job Jon!
I figured my due date was July 20th, 2013. So I set up my appointment for 8.5 weeks. I went to the Dr and he agreed with when he thought my due date was. He asked me questions then we went in for the ultrasound. He said he could see the baby but I couldn't see a thing. He had me bend my knees and I still couldn't see the baby. Panic was setting in. He made it seem like no big deal. I was told to undress and the vaginal intrusion ultrasound would begin. While waiting for him to come back in the room seemed to take an ETERNITY. He came back in and started and the minute I saw my baby on the screen the fear disappeared. I could see the heart flickering it was AMAZING! The Dr saw one baby, one yoke, thank goodness!
The baby had strong heartbeat of 170 bpm. The baby measured July 24, 2013. So my due date was pushed back 4 days. Can you believe I will be fat and huge pregnant in July. Kill me now. I will take a 4th of July baby lol. I don't plan to leave my pool all summer ha. My ultrasound pic it pretty bad but he was nice enough to print two pictures as this is what we were giving to my Grandparents for Christmas.
I didn't tell people for awhile. We have an elf on the shelf so when I was 9.5 weeks we had our elf tell the boys. He brings them notes and a small gift if they are good. He brought them each a baby bottle filled with bottle caps and kisses. A big brother book and the ultrasound. Weston was a little confused as to why our elf would give them a book we already had. I told him to look in the book where the ultrasound was. He said what baby is this Cason or me. I said that is the baby in my tummy. He didn't get it at first then he said your having a baby! Cason was more concerned that our elf brought him a baby bottle. I have the whole thing recorded but blogger refuses to let it upload. The next day Cason was pretty excited that he gets to be a big brother like Weston.
We told everyone else the day after Christmas with this picture on Facebook saying look what Santa brought me. We are so excited to find out what we are having in February. Send girl prayers and vibes my way.
