Background

Where to begin.

I guess a bit of a background is needed to set the stage. My husband Matthew and I were married on July 6, 2002. We knew we wanted kids, but we also wanted a house and I needed to finish school. In 2004 we purchased our home and I started a great job with the government. After a scare in April, we realized it wouldn’t be a scare at all. I stopped birth control and in August we officially started trying. I was ready for that baby in nine months. Little did I know…

We ran into adversity right away after finding out our sister in law (Ann) was pregnant by accident after just getting married. Though happy for them, I was devastated for me. My body was not cooperating as it should and now I had to watch someone else be pregnant. I struggled to deal and it got worse when my sister (Dawn) announced her pregnancy. It was also an oops and she had never planned on having kids. Once again I was happy for them but struggling to hang on for myself. My cycles were getting longer and longer and it seemed like the effort was futile.

Babies were born and many more pregnancies were announced and I learned to deal. After passing the one year mark, I sought medical intervention. Both Matt and I underwent tests and we both checked out fine. I was given a script for Clomid in December 05. The Clomid worked in a sense that it seemed to kick start my body into ovulating on its own but I was still not pregnant. We unhappily celebrated the 2 year mark of trying and then started looking into adoption. We gave it our all but nothing was working.

A couple days before Valentine’s day in 07 I took Matt out for supper and told him I was done. I could not do the hormones anymore, the testing, the constant struggle. I needed time. We decided to take a year off and I got more information about adoption. I left for Edmonton to go see my best friend in early March. I drove by myself and had plenty of time to laugh and cry and accept the situation. I had a blast with my friend and I came back refreshed. I was nearing the end of my cycle so I temped a couple times to know when to expect my period when my temp kept going up. I grabbed a test on 18dpo and it immediately came up positive! I woke up Matt and he asked if I was sure. Yes I was. I got a digital to confirm. We were beyond ecstatic, we were elated.

We told family after my HCG was confirmed rising at 6 weeks. We told friends shortly after. I walked on air. I didn’t have any morning sickness and I couldn’t wait for our bundle of joy to arrive in November.