The first 4 weeks (playing catch up)

Week 4, 5, and 6 were a breeze. Mild to moderate nausea but no tossing my cookies, yet. I felt like I could sleep all day, and did every chance I was able to. Week 7 rolled around and HELLOOOOOO MORNING SICKNESS!!! As I hovered over the toilet at my Grammy Lil's house, I thought "welcome to week 7...it's going to be GREAT!" Bruce of course laughed at my sarcasm and helped me get myself straight and ready to go for the day. As week 7 continued so did the morning sickness, or rather, the all day sickness. Some days are better than others, and I rather enjoy my better days. I continually try to bribe Bruce into being sick for me for just one day (as if it would ever happen) He of course declines, but I suppose the thought alone is comforting. 

August 28 was our first OB appointment. As we were driving in the pooring down rain, doing 35 mph on I 95 Bruce asks "Am I going to be bored in there". I chuckled and said "I don't know, this is my first pregnancy, I don't know what they do in there" He replies "Thats right, I forgot you've never been pregnant before" DUHHH!! Silly man! :-)  

We get to the appointment right on time. We are called back and immediately, the fun begins. "Mrs. Baker, lets go ahead get your weight first" says the nurse (I always knew me doing this to my patients would come back to haunt me!!)  I step on, and like any good woman would do, completely blocked my husband's view of the scale! Of course this is AFTER I take off the flip flops I was wearing, as if it would make a difference!! We get my weight and head to the exam room. 

We quickly do our health history and the health history of our parents. Easy peasy! We receive a gift bag with all sorts of goodies in it. Different types of nausea candy, I believe they are called "preggo pops" (by the way, they are nasty and will more than likely make you hurl more so than keep you from it). We get all kinds of prenatal vitamins, pregnancy magazines, parenting magazines, a list of medications I can take and a list of food I can't eat or have to limit eating. 

The nurse practitioner, Shawn, comes in and introduces herself and the exam begins. We get all the routine stuff out of the way and she feels my uterus. She thinks we are further along than 7 wks 5 days so decides to order an ultra sound to date the pregnancy. After the exam was finished we were sent down the hallway for blood work. Seven vials of blood later, we were headed to the front desk to make our 4 week check up appointment.

Tuesday, September 1 at 10:30 a.m. will be our first ultra sound. We are so excited to be able to see the baby :-D  Our 4 week check up will be September 25.  As we leave the office, I ask Bruce "so honey, were you bored in there" to which he replies "No, that was actually really interesting!" Boy and I in for a ride!! Hopefully he will continue to think this pregnancy is "interesting" and not "repulsive"  we shall see....

SURPRISE!!

We are PREGNANT! After seeing a Reproductive Endocrinologist in August 2008, we were told we would need fertility treatments to conceive. Little did we know that one year later, August 3, 2009 we would receive our first BFP on HPT!! 

My mother and I had gone to a Women of Faith conference for the weekend, and I felt lousy all weekend. I complained of being tired, and heartburn the whole time. I caught a few Z's whenever possible and was particularly picky about my food. (my poor mother! guess some things never change when you're a mother) I thought all of this feeling badly was due to a kidney infection. The weekend ended and back to work I went still not feeling well at all. I decided to do a U/A to see what was still going on with the infection. I had been on antibiotics for 3 days so surely I should have been feeling better, or so I thought. The U/A came back with a trace of WBC, but not near what it had been. I was due for my cycle that day and it was nowhere in sight. For the heck of it I decided to do a pregnancy test. As I saw the test line pop up pink I was breathless and my heart stopped!! "This test cant be right!! The control line hasnt even come up yet!" I thought to myself.

Could this be real?? Is it really my turn to have a baby?? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?? As I tilted the test every way possible to see that second line, risking a neck injury I decided to walk up to the receptionist, Amanda Smith, with the test. I put it down on her desk and said, what does that say? She replied "who is pregnant?" With the biggest smile on my face I shouted "ME!!!" 

After hugging and doing all the girly things women do when they find our they're pregnant, I then realized I had to wait until 9 o'clock p.m. to come so that I could tell Bruce face to face. All night between seeing patients, I would stare at those beautiful 2 pink lines. "We did it! WE REALLY DID IT!!" I thought to myself. 

My next thought was, "how will I tell Bruce? oh what does it matter, he wont believe me anyway!!" After work I went straight to CVS where I bought a regular pregnancy test as well as a digital, no way could we possibly read a digital one wrong! I come home happy as a clam and tell Bruce to meet me upstairs. 

I then proceeded to draw a hang man game on our white board in our bedroom. Bruce began guessing, and I was about to burst! HURRY UP! I kept thinking...finally after giving him a hint of a "+" he said "NO YOU'RE NOT!" I then proceeded to show him the test from work. He of course wanted me to take another (as I knew he would). I ran to the bathroom and busted out the digital test, followed the directions and handed it to him. Roughly 20 seconds later I hear "PREGNANT!!!" I walk in the bedroom where the digital test read "pregnant". 

I had wanted to wait until 12 weeks to tell our families, but Bruce couldn't hold it in. He called his parents right away, sent picture messages to EVERYONE. Before 10 o'clock, all family and friends shared our exciting news. 

And so began our pregnancy journey....