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On November 7th we found out that we are expecting. This wasnt what I thought I would find out when I went to the doctors that day. I thought for sure I had a cyst on one of my ovarie or much worse... Anyway. For about 2 weeks I was super tired, and had no appetite,I felt sick all the time, also my cycle was odd, but due to PSCOS, that wasnt out of the norm for me. I told my doctor I was super tired, no energy, no appetite, feeling sick all the time, and my breasts hurt..... wtf? As soon as I said that I knew in my head...... this sounds like I'm pregnant.....
My doctor told me to go to the pharmacy, they upped my perscription, plus gave me a strong birth control and wanted me to go to the lab for blood work.
Off I went to Longs... didnt EVEN go to the pharmacy. I grabbed a water, a pack of dried apricots and picked up a pregnancy test.
I didnt call anyone... just started to drive home instead of heading off to the lab for blood..... since I KNEW the doctor wasnt requesting a pregnancy test, I thought I might as well rule it out before I thrash my system with all these presciption drugs.
Got home, and by this time I had to pee like a race horse.... did the peepee dance as I tore open the preg test wrapper.....
pee'd on the stick and then waited.
Got into my jammies since I was feeling sick, and within 4 minutes I checked my pregnancy stick wich showed 2 lines, not one... which meant that I was pregnant.
I almost feel back into our shower. My knees were weak. I was completely floored.
I was told over and over it was extremly likely since I have PSCOS that I wouldnt be able to get pregnant unless I took ovulation drugs and that would give us a chance of multiple births... that wasnt an option for us. So I just sucked it up and delt with the fact that we wouldnt have children together, but between us we had three healthy beautiful girls. They make us laugh, worry, and cry.... sometimes all in the same day! But we love them and its our beautiful blended family that makes me fullfilled.
So, this prego stick that showed two lines sat in front of me on my bathroom counter..... I had to call Tod. I had to call my mommy. I had to call my friends, my job.....
I called Tod and my hands were sweating, they made my phone wet and the side of my face wet. I couldnt stand up, I had to sit on the bed. I knew if I was almost knocked over by this, Tod was would for sure fall over.
After Tod said "hello?" I told him, "well.... I'm pregnant." There was a pause, then "what?!"
Later that night when he got home, he said he almost wrecked his work truck up in the mountains! We were just in shock for days.
I knew it was a miracle and I was to leave it up to the Lord if I could carry this child full term. I had faith in whatever his plan was, that's what was to be.
After lots of tests, and lots of waiting we were told that everything looked good.
So here I am almost 4 months later. I still have no energy, and sometimes I feel as old as Elizabeth in the Bible having a child, but we are all excited and can't wait to find out if its a boy or girl.
The Lord is wonderful and has blessed us with this baby and we are extremely grateful.