Even though this entry is titled "The Begining", the begining was really over a year ago when I met my wonderful husband, Brad. My life changed the day I met him, for the better.
1 year ago, about 2 months before our wedding, DH and I found out we were expecting (BIG SURPRISE) We were both so excited! We were due in May and had just put an offer on our 1st house just weeks before. Things were going so amazingly well for us... until our wedding day however, I spent our wedding night saying goodbye to our little Angel. That was a dark time for us.
We decided we immediatly wanted to start trying again for a baby. So began our journey...
My OBGYN began checking my progestrone levels, which ended up being to low so I was placed on Progestrone Therapy via a medicine called Prometrium. I continued this for a few months until I was placed on Clomid... but after two failed months and driving back and forth to Nashville several times a month for Blood work. I made a choice, one that made all the difference. I called an OBGYN closer to home and explained my situation. She immediatly scheduled me to come in and have a complete blood panel done.
With in one week I had answers. I was diagnoised with PCOS and Diabeties. What a smack in the face, but I started getting to work, I immediatly scheduled with an endocronologist and say my primary care physician and got started on medication and insulin immediatly. After 3 months of learning to control my sugars I got the green light from my doctors to go back to fertility meds.
For the last 11 months I have been charting (waking up at 5am and taking my Basal Body temp), taking prenatal vitamins, and using Ovulation Predictor Kits. This cycle was the first cycle I feel like I had a REAL chance.
I am what some refer to as a POAS (Peeing on a Stick Addict) and this cycle goes to prove that. In the last 3 days I have powered through 2 EPT's and 4 FRER.
At 9 DPO (days past Ovulation), they were wasted tests... no line.
At 10 DPO, I thought "Is there something there? Oh wait, there kind of is"
And then we arrive to 11 DPO...
I had stopped by the store last night and purchased some more tests to feed my frenzy of POAS. So this morning when I found myself wide awake at 2am and having to pee like no tomorrow I decided I would take one of those lovely tests and try it out. After doing my business, I starred at the test and begin to shake as I slowly watched a faint line appear indicating it was Positive. I almost wanted to cry. I walked over to the light of the vanity to get a clearer image, there it was... I started shaking. I placed the test on the counter and tried to lay back down, but after tossing and turning for a few minutes, I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and came into the rec room where I am currently sitting. I have taken about 30 pictures of this test trying to get the best image, but the one seen above is the best I could get. That test is now sitting at my right side. I've picked it up to check it multiple times now, just checking... ya know? I've been praying on and off constantly for a sticky bean. I am so scared, but so excited all at the same time!
As of right now I am due the 26th day of June. Pretty cool because Dh's birthday is June 10th. Our 1 year anniversary is in a couple weeks... what an awesome early present for DH!!! :)
I have not told my husband yet, he's going to be so excited, yet so scared at the same time! He had asked me just 2 days ago as he rubbed my tummy and said "Do you have a little baby in there for me?" I remember smiling and laughing saying "I hope so".
As for telling him. I'm going to make it special, so I say a quick trip to the store is in order sometime on my break today at work.
I feel like I'm about to explode with excitement, but seeing thats it 4:30 in the morning and I've been up for 2 1/2 hours, I need to keep calm. Everyone is sleeping, and I have to leave for work in an hour and half. I could go take a nice shower I guess... try to relax a little.
More to come soon....
