As we had only been trying for two months and I had been previously diagnosed with PCOS (leading cause of infertility) and that second line was pretty faint, I seriously thought I was seeing things so I followed that up with these!
and well I honestly still can't say I truly believed it, until I saw this.
Well to be honest on 1-12-11 I had my first round of morning sickness, and by the time they actually did that sonogram I was pretty confident I was either dying or indeed pregnant. I was thrilled, Brett was thrilled, there had been many tears and anxiety over the fact that I had been told I may not be able to procreate and now we had undeniably beaten those odds. But the celebration was muted by the reality that pregnancy was not pretty and blissful as I had always assumed it would be. I was sick and tired. Whoever named it "morning sickness" was sadly misinformed, because "all consuming- 24 hour/day-think you are dying" sickness. That is a fairly adequate description of the next 5 months of life for me. It was a good diet, but a miserable experience. By April, my days had become dragging myself out of the bed, going to work to spend 6 out of 8 hours as close to the bathroom as possible, sleeping through lunch and going home and straight to bed. Thankfully, I was put on disability and had some relief because I wasn't stressed with working anymore. Not that I felt much better but at least I was at home! These pictures were very vital to my morale over those tough months, they were my only reminders that I was indeed pregnant and not just dying! :)
Well fast forward to today 9-10-11... I sit here and feel over cooked and like time has come to a complete stop. I am due in 6 days but it may as well be 6 years for as slow as time has been moving over the last month. The last few months have been better, we moved to Montgomery, Alabama for Brett's job, and in His mercy I did finally start to feel better. I attribute the change in health to a new prescription for Zantac, a miracle drug! It was boiling hot outside, I didn't exactly have the energy I used to but I had stopped puking daily! Weight started pouring on, up until this point (mid June) I had only lost weight.
So now we wait, I run a gambit of emotions, mostly terror with strong sense of what did I get myself into... but I want to get the labor and delivery over with and move forward blindly into parenthood. Will hopefully keep up with blogging after Andrew enters the world!
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