So there is always a story to an announcement, and I have one as well. On leap day, Friday February 29, I felt pregnant. This was not that odd seeing that in our year and a half of trying I've had no doubt in my mind I was pregnant at least three times. So I peed on the stick. Looked at it, it said I was not pregnant. Threw it in the garbage, cursed myself for even allowing such thoughts to enter my head. By that night my chest felt huge and achy, decided maybe I needed some of those fancy five day early tests. Jared and I went to walmart at 2:30am to make such a purchase. He's a great husband, allows me to have hope even when he's more skeptical. Waited til the first pee of the morning and tried again. Test said, Honey, you are not pregnant. Threw the test away. I told the test, "Good, because I have surgery scheduled and that'll really mess up my plans!" Told myself no more tests.
But Monday morning I had a pre opt appointment, I was supposed to start my period and I needed to know without a doubt there was no baby before they cut into me. Plus my chest was killing me. So I peed on one last test. It said no as well. I thought, "Fine, that's that, I need to get Lincoln ready for school." I didn't throw the test away, just set it on the little stool. Got Lincoln ready for school, went into the bathroom because I saw I hadn't thrown the test away and was in the process of throwing it away when something caught my eye.
A PLUS SIGN!!!!
What, how can this be? I studied it, thought about it for about two seconds, ran into my bedroom and woke Jared up by throwing this peed on stick in his face.
A: it says I'm pregnant, it says I'm pregnant, Look. Look!
J: What, what am I looking for?
A: A plus sign, right there!!! see it says I'm pregnant.
We hug and kiss and marvel in the how's.
Life sets in, I have to get Lincoln to school. I'm supposed to have a pre opt in two hours, I have babysitters all lined up, Jared has the week off of work, I have the ladies bringing me dinner from the ward!!! What am I going to do.
Take Lincoln to school, finally get a hold of the dr.'s office. They tell me no surgery, but come in and we'll double check for you.
Jared and I are trying to come up with a believable lie to tell everyone why I can't have surgery. All my lies involved catastrophes to my dr, his clinic, the hospital. Jared finally convinces me I have to make me the factor in the lie. It has to be my doing. To see lie click here.
Now looking like a fool as I try to lie to everyone, cancel babysitters, cancel dinners, cancel Jared's vacation and we marvel in our miracle. Why would God give us two miracles? We had done the IUI three times this time, Clomid, and a year and a half of living life by every two weeks, and here we were pregnant without fertility treatments, without even knowing my ovulation day and without even trying!!! Same way it happened with Lincoln, just twice as long. For those of you who don't know Jared and I both have "complications" as to why we can't get pregnant. We were ready to move onto the next step of adoption. We had our appointment all set up with the agency for the week after my surgery. Yet here we are, pregnant. So blessed, so grateful, so happy and so excited.
Funny part about the story, I dug into the bathroom garbage that day to get the other two tests I had peed on, they both said positive too. I just wasn't waiting long enough. I would have had a lot longer to plan my lies and cancel my plans had I just waited a little longer that Friday. :) Forgive me for my lies, bad lies at that, I've never been a good liar.
The baby's due date is on my parents anniversary, November 9. Which puts me at a little over nine weeks.
I thought I was sick with Lincoln, but I would love to have that queasy sometimes carsick feeling back over this non stop going to die feeling. :) I just hope it gets better soon. That is why I am posting. Everyone is onto me. :) Anyway we are so very excited, and hope and pray for a safe journey for our little baby. We would gladly accept any prayers in our baby's behalf. We are grateful for the love and support of our family and friends.