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OB appointment today. LIttle man is doing Great!!

Jan 18, 2010 - 2 comments

29 weeks. Went to see OB this morning and everything looks great! Little man is growing and growing and heart rate is a steady 157. I'm still measuring a little big, but that's okay. Blood pressure was slightly on the low side, 88/56, but not much lower than my normal of 90/60. Had 1 hour glucose today, but don't know results yet. No protein or sugar in urine, so another plus. I've gained 10 pounds so far, so that's seems to be good too and it's ALL baby. :) I start seeing OB every two weeks now, so back on February 4th for regular appointment and have another ultrasound to check cyst on my ovary on March 1st. OB gave me Prevacid for the acid reflux, so I am hoping that will make me a little more comfortable so I won't be vomiting so much. Not much else to report right now. Little man is moving like crazy, though is still transverse, which makes it feel like my belly is being stretched sideways when he kicks and stretches his legs.

A message for those TTC...MyStory...

Jan 12, 2010 - 9 comments

First, I want to say I know how difficult the journey can be. Every month your emotions are on a roller coaster of highs and low and the appearance of AF can be devastated. I just want to share my story for those who are still TTC. DO NOT GIVE UP!

I married DH when I was only twenty. Some say that may be a little young, but I knew from the beginning it was right for us. The first five years of our marriage was full of traveling and sightseeing and doing all those things I knew I wouldn't be able to do once I became a mother. I went to college, got a degree, and then at twenty-five we decided it was time to start our family. I was never on birth control pills, we only used condoms, so I never thought there would be any sort of delay in me getting pregnant.

The first few months went by and I never really questioned anything. I knew that it can take a normal couple up to a year to conceive so I didn't get overly disappointed, but as the months went by, I dreaded AF coming. After a year, DH and I decided to see a doctor. After many test and many doctor's visits, we found out there was NOTHING wrong with either of us. My body worked normally and his sperm were perfect. It was called Unexplained Infertility. The months dragged on and on and I could feel myself slowly going downhill. I was so obsessed with getting pregnant, not much else mattered. DH was an angel. He stood by me no matter what I was feeling and no matter how my emotions got the best of me.

Four years passed and still no pregnancy. Not even a 'scare'. My period was like clockwork, every 28 days. During the four year we began to discuss other options such as adoptions. DH told me whatever I wanted he would support. I looked into a few agencies but was not ready to give up my dream quite yet.

When 2005 started, I decided that I would make a decision before the year was out. We would try until August and then if nothing happened we would pursue adoption.. August came and went and still nothing. In September we took a three week vacation to the Caribbean. It was a wonderful trip! Nothing like sand and sun on tropical Islands to put your mind at rest. :) It was October when we returned and life got back to normal. In November, DH wanted to give it one more try. I really didn't want to. I was finally getting my head around the idea of adoption, but he had been so supportive of me throughout the years that I reluctantly agreed. I got out my OPK and we BD'd every single day!

My period was due on December 2nd and as that day approached, I was an emotional wreck. I was crying for no reason, my stomach was upset, and just wanted to hide. DH came home on the day I was expected AF with a HPT. I looked at it as if it was going to bite me or something. I refused to take the test. In the wee hours of December 3rd, I woke up to use the bathroom. The test was laying on the bathroom counter. I stared at it for a few minutes and then bit the bullet. IT WAS POSITIVE ALMOST INSTANTLY!!! DH heard me screaming. He ran into the bathroom and I had the test in my hand. After 5 long, emotional years, I finally got my BFP!

The pregnancy was uneventful and in July of 2006 I gave birth to a healthy baby boy. On his first birthday, DH and I decided we would tempt the fates one more time. Two years later, almost to the day, I found out I was pregnant again. This time, it didn't have a happy ending. When I was 11 weeks along, my OB did a dating scan and found the heartbeat had stopped at 7 weeks. I was completely devastated. We ended up having a D&C because my body would not let go and miscarry on its own. For the next few months I didn't even want to think about another child. I had my son and I was forever grateful.

In April of 2009 DH and I decided, yet again, to try for one more. I was scared out of my mind. The five years to get pregnant with my first was hard enough, but when you add in the miscarriage and the D&C and the sheer helplessness and sorrow a woman feels after that, I wasn't sure if I could do it again. After long discussions, I said okay. We would try until the end of the year and then if nothing, that's it, no more.  Four months later, I found out I was pregnant again. I was so afraid of something going wrong that I really couldn't get excited about it, but as the days and months went by and I seen my little man on u/s and heard his heartbeat and now that I feel him kicking me almost constantly, I am at ease that everything is going to be fine. I am now in my 28th week and I know that this will be my last pregnancy, as I feel our family is complete and I do not want to go through the emotional roller coaster anymore.

My message to all of you who are still TTC is this....DO NOT EVER GIVE UP!! It WILL happen for you when the time is right. I know the pain and heartache you are going through. It took my five years to get my dream and yours will come true too. :)

Out With The Old...In With The New

Jan 07, 2010 - 5 comments




Today I ordered new nursery furniture. My old crib was one of the Stork Kraft that had been recalled so instead of getting the replacement parts DH and I decided just to get a new one. Now, since the old crib was white, so was the rest of the nursery furniture and I just purchased a cherry wood crib. :) I actually called DH at work and told him that we need to buy all new things (dresser, changing table ect...) so they will match. I was thinking he was going to fight me on it as all the stuff we have is in mint condition, but surprise, surprise, he DIDN'T. He actually said to go ahead and get what I wanted....I was speechless!!!! After some thought I decided that I would donate the old furniture to an organization in my town that gives away baby things to those who need it. I can't, in good conscience, give the crib away as I don't think it is safe for my own child and would never risk another person's child, but the rest of it is going tomorrow. The organization said they would come pick it up.The furniture I ordered, crib, dresser, changing table, and rocking chair (all cherry wood) will be delivered in three weeks. Now all I have to do is pick my colors and theme for the nursery. :) Anyone have any good ideas?

Sorrow, Sadness, and Helpless

Dec 09, 2009 - 3 comments
















I just don't understand. I was reading a few posts on the teen pregnancy forum because I am amazed and disheartened by some of the questions and I couldn't believe some of the questions and answers. Are our young people today so uneducated and naive that they don't know what can cause pregnancy or don't they realize that having multiple babies at a young age puts those children at risk for doing the same thing or worse? I understand that sometimes 'accidents' happen, but when I read about a 14 year old trying to get pregnant or a 17 year old on their third child, all I can do is cry.

I know there are exceptions and some of these young people will raise wonderful, healthy children, but that is not usually the case. I am just so saddened by the fact that while every baby should be a blessing and celebrated, these children having children are not giving their babies the best start in life. A few of the post completely blew my mind and I just can't image the thoughts that are going through these young girls' heads. When I was that age I knew damn well I didn't want a child and was no way ready for one. I enjoyed my partying and my friends and did not want to be tied down. I used the pill AND a condom every time I had sex and could not image giving up my freedom at that age.

I just feel so much sorrow and sadness for these girls and their babies. I really wish the parents would step up and teach their children to respect themselves and others and about birth control. I am not naive enough to think they will abstain, but they need to be taught to protect themselves not only from pregnancy but from all the STDs out there. Do they not realize that even one act of unprotected sex can result in a baby or worse, it can potentially KILL them???????????