I wrote this on December 26 but now, it is official
There were two lines on the test, but that was no surprise since my blood test confirmed the news.
I am pregnant.
I still peed on the stick because I wanted to see what a positive test would look like. Even thought, we knew, this made it more real to us.
You see our path here was hard full of ups and so many downs, we sought help, tried many things and had some serious setbacks. I feared that I would never get to be here, I was in a club that I did not choose to be a member of (But I am glad I was and still am-more on that later).
But this time, it was different. I felt it in my bones, it was all just different I can't really explain it. In the infertility world there is the dreaded two week wait. It is the two weeks between the procedure and the pregnancy test. It is the longest two weeks of your life.
Now imagine that wait in the middle of the Holiday season. So we were surrounded by the spirit of the season we had this huge "what if, could it be?". during this time, my husband made me promise not to pee on a stick. Sure no problemo. The second week, well that was harder, Christmas eve hardest, Christmas day not so hard since we were distracted by a sick dog and later company for dinner. Christmas night was full of high anxiety.
On 12/26, I walked into the dr. office for a blood test. Then we waited for six of the longest hours of my life. Granted I took a nap which killed 2 hours but still it was stressful. At one point, I wanted to jog to get my anxiety out. At 1:56 pm my phone rang, My husband ran to my side and held my hand. As soon as the nurse said "congratulations" we both burst into tears. I had her repeat what she just told me twice, I was in shock.
After the call, we sat there in each others arms, crying in disbelief that this time, it worked. I was shaking and I ran to take the test.
Sure enough two lines and our new adventure awaits.