A year ago today, I found out that we were FINALLY going to expand our family! July 20th 2012 was an amazing day! I blogged about it a little bit last year when I finally talked about our pregnancy on this blog, but I didn't end up saying too terribly much. I need to do a pregnancy post and share a bunch of pictures; maybe that will be next!
The long and the short of it is this: in the middle of June we started on a different medicated cycle and had small hopes that it would take. In my head I was already calculating the prices of IUI's and IVF. I mean, we hadn't had any success for such a long time... why would it happen this time?
July 20th 1987 was my due date! I (being a stubborn human) didn't come out until July 28th 1987. But still my due date was the 20th.
I took a pregnancy test on July 11th and it was a big fat NEGATIVE! I was completely bummed. But like I said, negative pregnancy tests were a way of life. It's like paying your rent or phone bill. Something you do every single month but don't look forward to. I called my doctor to talk about the test and she said that there was still a small window of hope that this could be our cycle. At that point I was 10 DPO when I got the negative.
She said "If you don't have a period by cycle day 35, take a test." So I made a promise to myself that I was NOT going to test until day 35. Which happened to be on July 20th. Every day was a debate in my brain. Hoping for that little bit of magic that the 20th could be it! Thinking how neat it would be if my due date could be the magical day for us. On the other side of the spectrum, me trying to convince myself that everything I was feeling was nothing but regular lady time fun.
Half way through the cycle, I was in excruciating pain. Barely making it through work, taking 2 hour tubs every day kind of pain. I didn't want to jinx myself but I swear to all that is holy I not only felt myself produce an egg, but I felt it make it's way down my fallopian tube. After not producing any eggs (for who knows how long) my body was hyper sensitive and I swear I felt EVERYTHING!
Anyway...
The morning of July 20th came and did not greet me with a present from my wicked aunt. Before work I stopped off at the local Fred Meyer's and bought the absolute cheapest pregnancy test that I could find. I think it was like $3. I was too tired of peeing my money away to buy a nice one. Seriously.
I worked all day with that little time bomb ticking away in my glove compartment. I could practically hear it mocking me from the parking lot.
I finally went home and decided to just get it over with. I peed on that sucker, put the cap back on, and threw it down on the cupboard with the ugliest scowl on my face. I got up and put my hands on either side of that test and stared it down, fully prepared to be in a terrible mood for the rest of the day.
But then something started to happen. Something that had never happened before. The negative sign started turning into a positive one. Time froze and I stared at the test thinking that I might be losing my mind a little bit. At the end of the obligatory 3 minutes the result line was DARKER than the test line.
I have never put my pants back on so fast in my entire life. I didn't even flush. I made two quick trips right after. I went to my doctors office and had my blood work done. Which came back in the quadruple digits. I also went to Safeway and bought some Clear Blue Digitals and a bottle of Gatorade. I chugged the sucker as I sped home, probably going much faster than the speed limit. I peed on those two tests so fast and stared them down the same way. They came back positive so fast I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't of seen it.
I told my husband that very night after work. He had called me on his way home from work and asked me if I had taken the test yet and what it had said. I told him I didn't want to talk about it, which he took as another negative test. He didn't pressure me to talk about it too much and I changed the subject. I didn't want to tell him over the phone! We got ready and left to go out for dinner (plans we had made previously). My brilliant plan was to not tell him until dessert and have the kitchen write on the plate in dessert sauce "I'm Pregnant!" but that so didn't happen!
We got about a mile down the street from our house and we were sitting at a red light. The radio was playing and a commercial came up for Mount Hood. ( It's where all of the people in the area go snowboarding every winter.) It was talking about pre-ordering your seasons lift tickets to get a reduced price. Hy turned to me and said "We should go get our tickets and go snow boarding a bunch this winter." I burst out laughing. I COULD NOT STOP!
He must have thought I was having a seizure and he asked "What is going on? Are you okay? What are you laughing at?!" I was laughing like a complete lunatic!
I looked straight ahead and said "Well, I can't go snowboarding because I'm pregnant!"
He asked me if I was serious about a dozen times and started to cry. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. (He might be a little embarrassed that I put that in here, but it's totally true!) We cried and kissed and laughed all about the same time. We were a mess! I turned on my phone and showed him this picture:
To this day I still remember how his face looked when I told him and the sound his voice made, and it still makes me weepy.This is basically the longest blog post on the planet to tell you about the beginning of the best days of our lives!
We took this picture that night after dinner while we laid on the couch thinking and talking about our growing baby. I was 4 weeks and 6 days pregnant!
If you read all the way through, congratulations and you are awesome. Thank you for sharing one of the best day of my entire life with me!
* I post pictures almost every single day on instagram, so if we are friends you should add me! Sukisnap
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