June 2009

So the end of June we had our first and hopefully last bump in the road. I started bleeding which was terrifying to no end. My Dr. had me come in right away for blood work which of course since it was a Friday at the end of the day they would not be able to get my hormone levels back until Monday. I was told to relax (yeah right) and the I would be called on Monday with the results. So with the issue not resolving all weekend I was trying to stay calm and cling to the fact that even though I can not control the outcome I have a very big God who would love me and see me through anything. Which I was luckily able to rest in and get through the weekend. So Monday came and I was informed the the hormone levels were great but that since the problem was still ongoing I should come in for an ultrasound. Unfortunately this was not very reassuring to me, I have never been pregnant and didn't know what to expect I was hoping for a little teeny tiny heartbeat which I did not get to see. We saw the sac which I was told that it was the right size but it was too early to see anything else. To just go home and rest as much as possible, to relax (again yeah right) and to call if my symptoms got worse.

So Praise God two days later after 6 terrifying days the bleeding stopped. We then had to pack up our things and drive to Minnesota for one of my very best friends weddings. I was very grateful that it was over with but also still very worried about being to active or being out of town and things getting worse.

So somewhere around Des Moines I started feeling sick. Nothing sounded good and I was just plain queasy. I was Praising God that if this was morning sickness that meant my hormone levels were still rising but not looking forward to being sick for the wedding that I so wanted to enjoy and be a part of not a hindrance to. I proceeded to spend most of the weekend getting sick with poor Matt driving all around Minnesota to find me food ANY food that sounded good. (He so gets Hubby of the year). I by the grace of God had some relief on the Big Day :) The wedding was perfect and I really started to feel bad right around dinner so I was grateful the I at least got to enjoy the day. So we venture back to Missouri and poor Matt (Hubby of the Year) also got to enjoy stopping a few times on the glorious drive home to let me be sick. Good times.

May 2009

After almost 5 years of marriage Matt and I decided to start the journey of parenthood together. We spent some time in prayer and in discussion together and decided to go for it. A few weeks later for our fifth wedding anniversary I jokingly told Matt how neat it would be to get a positive pregnancy test on our wedding anniversary. I knew this was imposable since we hadn't been trying very long, but my type "A" kicked in and I bought an early pregnancy test anyway.

So the morning of June 5th 2009 I hopped out of bed and ran to take the pregnancy test. Which was negative, like I knew it would be so I went on with celebrating our anniversary. The very next day on June 6th I went to get ready for the day Matt and I had the day to spend together and were planning on going to the Plaza to continue our anniversary weekend. Now I must note that when we started trying I promised Matt that I would A: have fun and enjoy the trying without becoming all obsessive about it IE: taking early pregnancy tests every month AND B: that Matt would be there whenever a test was taken to find out when I did. So that brings us to Saturday the 6th I am getting ready and for no good reason (because I knew I wasn't pregnant) I took the other test without Matt s knowledge simply because it was apparently fun :). So much to my minds confusion there was a very, very, VERY, faint line. So now I had a problem. Not only did I have to tell Matt that I'm a crazy woman who likes to take pregnancy tests every day, that I broke a promise and took one without his knowledge, but that I was also seeing lines that weren't there. LOL. Matt came upstairs took one look at me and said sweetheart whats wrong? I then showed him the test and apologize for taking it and asked him if I was crazy. He grinned and said "nope we're pregnant". I was sill unbelieving and proceeded to pester him about weather there was or was not a line when he had the genius idea to just go get a digital test. We did and what seemed like forever before I could take the test again since I didn't want to dilute it I was finally ready to put all this craziness behind me and relax and enjoy the day.

I took the test and starred at the little flashing timer for the entire three minutes (which by the way can be a very long time). Then the test popped up PREGNANT! I said" Matt," and took one look at him who was grinning and I started crying. Thus beginning our journey into parenthood.