Thursday, July 18, 2013

THE Story…


Well guys… I seriously didn’t anticipate being off of here for this long but holy smokes moving is a LOT more work than I thought it’d be… then you throw in myself being pregnant and us (stupidly) deciding it would be a great idea to have a gender reveal party at our house 2 weeks after moving in (WHAT were we thinking lol)!!! Anyhow, to tie you over I thought I’d give you the whole story of us finding out we were pregnant like I promised a few weeks ago! Ready? It’s a good one…

If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you know that Mike and I have had QUITE the journey to get to this point. We started our journey of “Trying to Conceive” nearly 3 years ago thinking it would be simple and quick (stop birth control and BAM! get knocked up). Right? WRONG.

9 months of trying the old fashioned way (with charting, temperature taking, ovulation sticks etc…) went by before by miracle of all miracles we FINALLY got a positive pregnancy test. We were beyond ecstatic. THIS. WAS. FINALLY. IT. Well, unfortunately, 7 1/2 weeks into my pregnancy, I miscarried.

We were absolutely devastated.

We decided to give it another 6 months of trying and when that didn’t work, we went to see a fertility specialist. After gamots of testing they could find nothing wr0ng with myself or with Mike. We were SO frustrated. I had my tubes flushed to see if perhaps they were blocked since I was clearly ovulating… a few months later still NOTHING.

Our doctor didn’t recommend IUI for our case (IUI is where they basically clean off hubs’ sperm and shoot em’ up where they need to be – for lack of a better explanation), but instead thought we should move straight into In Vitro Fertilization (aka IVF). IVF is where they shoot me up with a ton of hormones to try to get as many eggs as they can to fully mature, then they go in surgically to remove my eggs, at the same point they retrieve a sperm sample from the hubs and they do some crazy science thing where they fertilize my eggs with hubs’ sperm in a petri dish. Romantic way of conceiving a child eh? lol

Anyhow, before we moved forward with IVF, my doctor strongly suggested I have laparoscopic surgery to check for and remove any endometriosis in and around my uterus and ovaries. So that’s what we did.


I had the surgery and made it through the painful recovery and then we tried on our own for another month or 2 (unsuccessfully) and then proceeded with our first round of IVF. We were SO excited and thought this is it! This WILL work.

IVF Meds

I started on my plethora of shots and smiled through the pain and bruises forming on my stomach and thighs from all the injections. They retrieved only 3 eggs which was a total let down, but the egg quality was great so we were incredibly hopeful. I had my transfer a few days later where they put 2 of the fertilized embryos back into my uterus. The 3rd embryo didn’t make it to a freezable stage so we had all our eggs in one basket (literally lol). We waited and waited 12 horribly long days until I went in for my blood test. Then we waited and waited for the results. I got the phone call from my doctor later that morning and my heart was absolutely POUNDING. As soon as he started talking i knew it wasn’t good news; I had a pit in my stomach. And I was right… I wasn’t pregnant. Devastation yet again.


We picked ourselves back up and decided to give it one last go since we had a full round still left in our IVF package. Back to the needles and injections (and not to mention cray cray hormones). Our doctor changed my medication regiment a bit hoping to obtain more mature eggs this time.

Our retrieval day came and once again they were only able to get 3 measly eggs with a poorer quality than last time. I was SO upset. We continued on hoping and praying for a miracle.


They transferred the 2 embryos back in a few days later (with the 3rd one again not making it to freezable stage) so we were back in the SAME. EXACT. POSITION. as last time. But this was the end of our IVF round. Hubs and I had already decided that if this didn’t work we would adopt. I was DONE with the hormones, injections and grief. We wanted to be parents and decided it was time to explore other options.

My blood test date was quickly approaching and I started getting what felt like period cramps. So I waited for it to start and the cramps got progressively worse. I decided to focus my energy on putting together an adoption profile. So that’s what I did. For 3 days I poured my heart and soul into creating the best daggum adoption profile any organization would ever see!

The night before my blood test, I couldn’t take it anymore. I asked hubs to walk over to Publix and pick up a pregnancy test so we could just “rip the bandaid off” and open up a bottle of wine. He did as I asked and I took the test and left it on the bathroom floor. 3 minutes went by and I sent Mike in to look at it (because I had seen ENOUGH negative tests over the past 3 years… I just COULDN’T look at another one). Mike walked into the bathroom and came out with a perplexed look on his face and asked me, “Babe, what does a plus sign mean?!!” I looked at him and asked, “Are you messing with me??” He looked at me and said, “Why would I mess with you about something like this??? Seriously though, WHAT. DOES. A. PLUS. SIGN. MEAN??!!!”

I grabbed it out of his hand to see it with my own eyes and then we both looked at each other as realization came to us and we BURST into tears in the middle of our kitchen. We hugged and sobbed out a good full-on ugly (happy, oh so happy) cry.


And that was the night that life as we knew it changed. God is SO good! We feel so incredibly blessed to have this baby. And even though I’ve been as sick as a dog, I couldn’t be more THRILLED. It makes me smile to know that the little life inside me is growing and thriving (which is what I associate this sickness with). I’m officially at 17+ weeks and we just found out the gender of this little nugget. We will be revealing it to our families on Saturday so stay tuned… I’ll let you guys in on the news on Monday! 🙂

Take your guesses now: BOY or GIRL?!

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57 Responses to “THE Story…”

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    Jamie — July 23, 2013 @ 8:13 pm

    Congrats! That pic of meds made me smile- i have a similar pic myself:) We were lucky enough to get pregnant on our first full round of IVF (after two IUIs and a canceled IVF) and my amazing little girl is now 10 weeks old! i love being a mom even more than i thought I would- and as you would know- i thought A LOT about it!

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    ErinsFoodFiles — August 2, 2013 @ 4:06 pm

    Awww! Thank you for sharing your story! I was anxious to hear it! Congratulations again!

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    Megan — August 5, 2013 @ 5:16 pm

    How awesome! We have been trying for three years too. Lots of prayers and lots of waiting. I know my time shall come too. So excited that it is yours though!!!

    • Tina replied: — August 6th, 2013 @ 12:09 pm

      it will – keep believing girl! The time seems like an absolute ETERNITY when you are in it, but once you get to the other side you can see God’s hand moving and orchestrating the timing perfectly! Best wishes to you and your hubby!

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    Liz — August 28, 2013 @ 3:28 pm

    Just found your site through a google search for a recipe and am now hooked. Congratulations!!!!

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    Dr Niraj — July 5, 2014 @ 4:11 am

    Congrats! I’ve been reading your blog for a while and praying for you and your hubs. This post brought tears to my eyes because I’ve been in the same exact shoes as you but thankfully I’m on the other side with a 10 week old.

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