My Pregnancy Story
I wanted a baby, badly. I would walk by the baby section in the store or see other babies and feel the pang in my heart. So, I knelt down one evening and told God my desire to have a child. And then I left it in the hands of God. God said He will give the desires of your heart, if you are willing and able to ask and believe. I told Him, if it was His will, than let it be. I lplaced my trust in Him.
Steven wanted children; he just wanted them later, so we were using protection.
It was a regular day at work. My friend, Logan, brought some type of orange cake, and offered me and another co-worker a slice. Needless to say, it was delicious; however, my stomach did not agree with my taste buds and after lunch, I found myself running towards the restroom. I will refrain from using any deep sensory details about this moment. So, to sum it up, I became good friends with a trashcan and toilet, whichever was closest, for two straight hours--every 2-5 minutes.
I tried my best to keep working than, finally, I made the decision to go home...I was still vomiting. The supervisor agreed (he has always been understanding and very nice), and so I called my hubby. He decided to take me to an after hours clinic, since I still wasn't feeling well. The doctor did not do anything, no joke! He rambled on about himself and his career. He said he didn't know what was wrong, never bothered asking if I could possibly be pregnant, nor did he bother to do a blood or urine pregnancy test. He gave me pills for nausea, that was it.
The next day, I felt better so I returned to work. A coworker, who liked to tease (good guy though), joked and said I was pregnant. I told him: "That isn't possible; not unless, I am 1 in 200 women." Well, it turns out I was.
I am usually on time for my menstrual cycle, sometimes two days early or late, so when I was a week late, I knew something was up.
After work, I got into the truck and told my husband, "I need to go to Rite-Aid to get something."
My husband: "Why, did you start your period?"
Me: "No, I haven't."
Hubby: *Confused expression* "Then why do you need to go to the store?"
Me: *Blank stare* ...seconds go by.
Hubby *light bulb!* "Oh...OHHHH!"
We took two pregnancy tests, both positive. He wanted it confirmed by a doctor though, different one of course. And now, 13 months later, here we are.
And we have Trojan to thank for our beautiful son. :) No regrets though, for he is my beautiful surprise.
*By the way, the morning sickness was the only time I ever got sick during pregnancy. Woo-hoo!
Feel free to share your story. :)
I like their names, too.
We had been married about 3 months when we de cided we wanted to actively try for pregnancy (we hadn't been preventing, but hadn't been trying since getting married). I was very regular, and on our second month of trying I realized my period was a day late. On a Wednesday night I asked my husband if he wanted me to wait until Saturday to test (so he could be home) or if I should just test tomorrow morning. He told me "well it's not going to be positive, so test whenever you want" I was so anxious and excited. The next morning I woke up early (but he had already gone to work) and took a test - POSITIVE!!!! I called him and told him right away and he was absolutely shocked, but very excited. It took about 2 more weeks for me to stop thinking my period would show up and for me to actually realize that YES I was pregnant and we would be having a baby!!!! Over 5 years later, I still remember that day very vividly :)
The girls' pregnancies were a little different. I breastfeed, and both of them were conceived without my cycle returning. With Audrey, I felt myself ovulate one morning and we had had sex the night before so I told my husband and my best friend that I was pretty sure I would be pregnant. After a bunch of negative tests, I finally tested positive 3 weeks later! With Hayden, I now knew I might get pregnant while breastfeeding and without my cycle returning. I bought a ton of cheap dipstick pregnancy tests and would take one every couple weeks. We talked about me trying to wean Audrey so that I would get my cycle back and would hopefully be able to get pregnant again. I went away for 5 days for work and when I got back Audrey still wouldn't wean so we kinda gave up on the idea.... but apparently those 5 days were enough to re-start ovulation because a month later I tested positive again!
A man may not believe his woman is pregnant but a woman knows her body. :)
I am grateful that you found out what was wrong and now your beautiful little girl is here. She's perfect.
Thank you for sharing as well. :)