I have been meaning to write this for a while now so better late than never.
As many of our family and friends already know, we are pregnant!! I will be 11 weeks tomorrow. I (and Lee) still can't believe it. I honestly thought it was going to take longer than it did. We tried for a year exactly which would have been around the time my doctor said we would start the next step dealing with infertility. Fertility drugs.
So let me back up a few weeks that led up to this discovery (some might be TMI but that's a part of baby stuff). A week before we went on vacation, I noticed some cramping but these cramps felt different and weren't around the usual time of my monthly cramping. While on vacation, I had some spotting off and on which I wasn't sure was due to a little embryo implanting or my body deciding to skip a cycle yet again. When I started spotting for the third time in a few days, I got so tired it and just started crying. I was internally yelling at my uterus and telling it to make up its effin' mind. Because yelling at a body part makes total sense!
After our week away and still nothing, I bought a test. Well the 3 pack. Have to go with a deal! If you haven't taken a pregnancy test before, you really should wait until your first morning bathroom visit but after 3 hrs of having the test, I couldn't wait anymore. Took the test and set it aside to finish, um well, peeing. I just happened to look over and there it was...the coveted two pink lines! So there I was, peeing and pregnant. I never thought I would ever cry on a toilet.
Lee was over at the neighbor's house so I had to come up with a way to get him home. "Something is wrong with the computer" guaranteed a no questions asked return home. I put the test by the computer and waited. He came in, stood in the hallway and just asked "What is wrong with it?" I told him to go look at the computer. Lee saw the test and asked "two lines means you're pregnant right?" When I told him a blubbering yes. He hugged me and lifted me off the ground. I swear he was a little misty eyed.
So here we are. Having our occasional "Oh #%@! we are having a baby" moments. After two ultrasounds so far, everything is going well. The baby was moving around quite a bit during the last one. Nausea hasn't been bad and is pretty much gone despite a few occurrences here and there. Even if it did last longer, I am thankful for it because it means we got what we were fighting for.
I'm still on the metformin until the end of my first trimester. I remember hearing that it helps me keep the baby. So now we know for the next one because I'm sure the PCOS will play a factor. Unless I lose even more weight and PCOS might not be a problem anymore.
One thing I am really thankful for is finding an Infertility Awareness Facebook page. It was nice to know that there were other people out there that were dealing with the same thing we were. It may not have been as long of a journey as other's but it was still our journey.
