Well it's been a whole 18 days that I've been sitting on this little nugget. The only reason I haven't shared until now is because I've been Just. So. Tired. I've had a nap every single day that I haven't been working since I found out. And I don't nap. Ever. Definitely taking that as a good sign! I'm also feeling nauseated, and am welcoming any dreadful pregnancy symptoms since I didn't experience any in the last pregnancy that resulted in miscarriage. I go for an ultrasound next week, and until that's over with I can't help but being overcome with waves of anxiety about all of the potential "what if's". Wish me luck, I'm praying that this one sticks and brings me a healthy, live, full term baby come February. **Sigh** One day at a time....
Anyway, here's how it all panned out when I found out...
I usually can't help myself and will end up testing a few days before my period's even due. Needless to say, I've wasted a lot of money on negative pregnancy tests. This month was a little different. You see, I wasn't going to get pregnant this month. I was on my month off of the fertility drugs and IUI's. I needed a mental break from it all, so I also had taken a break from going to see my acupuncturist, the body talk sessions, my fertility massage therapist, my massage therapist that works in the voodoo room that everyone falls pregnant in. I didn't use the OPK's this month. I even ovulated on my "dud" side which is my left ovary. I was having my caffeine. I even had a beer or two. I mean, I wasn't going to be pregnant anyway!! Aside from obviously having sex with my husband at approximately the right time of the month, I can't even fathom how I became pregnant this month of all months. So on day 27 when my period was nowhere in sight, I peed on that little blue and white stick and the universe said "HA!".
Now before you start in telling me that all I needed was to "stop obsessing over getting pregnant!" or "you just needed to relax!", I don't believe any of that ridiculousness. Infertility is a real, actual problem and I can guarantee that the fertility clinic in my city doesn't see hundreds of couples each year just because they happen to be uptight and in need of a vacation. Apparently my own sisters were discussing my situation and concluded that I was just trying too hard to get pregnant. That was a good one (of course now they are gloating though)! Trying too hard....so I should have tried less hard to get pregnant even though we both have issues that can make getting pregnant difficult? Seriously, come on! What I believe is that for whatever reason, this just happened to be the month it was meant to happen for us. I have absolutely no idea why, but I couldn't be more pleased! It was a fantastic surprise.
Once I found out I was pregnant, I couldn't help but think back to the conversation Rowan and I had just a few days prior (see my last post). Maybe Rowan was right about that sister after all...
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