Thursday (6/18) I took a pregnancy test, mainly to feed my curiousity because I knew that it was way to early to see a positive. Well... It wasn't too early, so here I am about a week and a half pregnant. I was in complete shock the entire day. Worse, I was home by myself and the only "person" to tell was the dog. He seems okay with it. They haven't started to ignore me yet. (I've been told that dogs don't care for the extra hormones.) I had to call and tell my husband at work. I asked him what he thought about being called 'Dad', it took a second to register. I still don't think that he believes it but when he does, he's freaking out. It's kind of funny to see because he's the calm, level-headed one. The M-I-L and my Mom are excited. It will be his Mom's 3rd and my Mom's first biological. The soon-to-be aunts are excited, too. We are all trying not to get our hopes too soon just in case anything happens. For now we are just keeping our fingers crossed. When I went for my Beta yesterday afternoon, I just kept saying to the nurse, "I can't believe that it was that easy." After 10 months of treatment, it took one IUI and a UPT. I wish that it was more "real". I can't wait to be further along and hear a heartbeat, feel a kick, get sick in the morning. (I will regret that last comment.) So, for now, I will enjoy my time alone with my dogs and my peanut- I don't like calling the baby 'It'. Cheers to next 9 months of a HEALTHY pregnancy.
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