My Journey to Pregnancy
My husband and I got married in the summer of 2015, and we knew that we were wanting to try to grow our family fairly soon after. We didn't know exactly when we wanted to but we weren't timing it or anything. We were just following the if it happens, it happens method.
It was now January of 2016. It was a brand new year only months into being married and we were excited to think that we were expecting, but all tests came back negative. BUMMER! So we waited it out and February came along and I still hadn't had a period. So there I was taking another couple of home pregnancy tests (HPT), negative. By this point, I was just waiting to have my first doctor's appointment with my new family doctor. Which would be on the first of March.
My new doctor sent me for a bunch of bloodwork to figure out what was going on. Within a few days, my doctor called and asked me to come in for a follow-up appointment. Turns out I had hypothyroidism that had gone undetected for some time.
The next step was to get me on thyroid medication that would help me start to get things on track. My doctor had said if we don't get on top of the issue right then, that I may not ever be able to have children.
Finally in January of 2017 had my first period in just over a year. I was super excited because that meant that things were looking up and we could start planning to grow our family again. But in February I didn't get my period again and I took an HPT but it was negative, so we thought maybe my thyroid just needed a bit more time to correct itself.
Well, along came March, and still no cycle. But for the last week in February and the first week of March, I felt under the weather, but I didn't think anything of it because at the time there was a nasty stomach bug going through work.
My husband and I were on a date night the weekend before he was to take my bonus son to a youth conference for the first couple of days of spring break. We were talking about all the different things and somehow got on the topic of our dog, Scout. He had all of a sudden became very overprotective of me and constantly would be glued to me when I was home.
I had never really thought anything of it because our dog was always so affectionate and loved to cuddle, so I thought that maybe he just felt lonely when I was at work and tried to soak up more time with me when I was home.
Anyways, I went on to tell my husband that I thought it was a little strange because after I noticed our dog doing this I read some article that was talking about how dogs become super clingy when their owners are either really sick or pregnant. I told my husband that I must be really sick for our dog to be that clingy.
My husband was the brains in this situation and said, "Well do you have any symptoms for pregnancy?"
I said, "Not that I have noticed. I just felt under the weather and not myself for the past couple of weeks, but there is this stomach bug going around work right now."
Needless to say, we stopped on our way home and got some more HPTs. He wanted me to take one as soon as we got home, so I started reading the instructions and it said that morning is the best time to take it. As much as my husband wanted me to take one that night, I held out until morning.
I woke up the next morning, which was a Saturday morning, and took one of the tests. I wasn't expecting anything to come of it because in my mind I just had a stomach bug. After the longest three minutes I have ever waited, IT WAS POSITIVE! I was shocked!
I waited a little longer in the bathroom because I was convinced my eyes were playing tricks on me. I re-read the instructions and what a positive test looked like and put the instructions and test side by side a couple times.
When I had come to grips with the fact that the test was for sure positive, I walked into our bedroom and passed the test and instructions to my husband.
"I don't know how to read these things!"
"That is why I gave you the instructions too."
"NO WAY! REALLY? Go take the other one."
Sure enough, the second test came back positive as well. We were in shock and couldn't believe it. My husband actually went out and bought a digital pregnancy test, that he made me take that evening.
Pregnant 2-3 weeks, is what the screen said. So we planned to go to the urgent care clinic the following morning to get the confirmation from a doctor and figure out what to do next.
The doctor at the urgent care clinic laughed at us taking three tests at home and said well you better believe it. He handed us a couple weeks' worth of prenatal vitamins and start working on researching OB/GYNs in our area.
It was a huge blessing and answer to prayer. We had wanted a baby for so long and it felt near impossible until it happened for us!
Hope you enjoyed reading my journey to pregnancy!