Where do I start? Lets start from the very beginning. Chris and I got married on March 29, 2008 in Las Vegas, Nevada. After being married 6 months, we decided we wanted to start trying to grow our family and just see what happened. We thought it would be easy! After several months of unsuccessful attempts, we realized that I wasn't ovulating. We made an appointment at the infertility specialist in February 2009. The doctor decided to put me on a small dose of clomid to see if that would work. I took the clomid and went back for my blood work on day 21. The numbers came in at 11. As the internet is my worst nightmare, I found that anything below 15 was not a good number, even though the nurse said anything over 10 is good. I figured it was another month of not getting pregnant for us. I was not having regular cycles, so I took a pregnancy test to see if I needed to take Provera again to get regulated. On April 4Th, at 5:30 in the morning, to my surprise the test was positive! I about fell off the toilet in shock!! I was in such shock that it didn't even cross my mind that I should tell my husband in a special way that we were PREGNANT! I ran into the bedroom and yelled in his year, as he was asleep "Babe! I'm pregnant!!" I think he thought the house was on fire! It took a few minutes to register and then he finally realized that it was true. That morning, I took two other test just to confirm that it was really true and indeed it was!
TELLING THE FAMILY:
After we got past the initial shock, we wanted to tell the family right away. My parents and Chris' parents both were bugging us for grandkids! I went shopping with Kim and bought some bibs that said "I love grandma" and "I love Grandpa" and "When Mommy says No, ask Grandma". Chris and I were supposed to go to a dinner party with my parents later that afternoon, so instead of meeting them there, we asked them to pick us up. My mom was confused by us asking, but they agreed to pick us up anyway. When we got in the car, Chris told my parents we got them a thank you gift. My mom opened the bag and saw the bib that said "When Mommy says no, ask Grandma". She looked at me and said "What are you trying to say?' with a big smile on her face. I told her to look further in the bag and she dug in like a kid with a candy jar! She pulled out the pregnancy test and started shouting with excitement! My dad threw his car in park in the middle of the street and said "its about time!!" We laughed, because we have only been married a year! Then we told my mom she had to keep it a secret, because I had not told my sister yet. I think that was the hardest night of my mom's life, but she managed to keep in quiet (for that night atleast!).
We ended up leaving the party early so we could go to Lexington to tell Chris' parents. We told them we had something to give to them that couldnt wait! When we walked in, we gave Chris' mom the bag and she didnt even take the bib out of the bag before she said "Oh my goodness, you're pregnant!!"
The next day was my sister's birthday and she did not know yet! So after she was good and tipsy from her birthday and everyone had left, we told her the good news. She was soo excited to find out that she was going to be aunt and could finally have a baby in the family to play with that she can give back at night! The other thing that excited her was that "I was going to get fat, while she is getting skinny!!"
While we did tell all our close friends and family, we were not ready to spill the news to everyone yet..... Everyone did good keeping it a secret for the most part, everyone that is, but my mother and father! My mom would go to a party and tell everyone but the person I didnt want to know and then she would say "but shhhhhh!! dont say anything"!! My dad would come around and say "You're going to kill me but I accidentally told...." Oh well!
THE FIRST APPOINTMENTS:
I had a Doctor's appointment on Tuesday, April 7th to confirm that I was pregnant and sure enough the blood test was positive too. Then we had our first real appointment at 7 1/2 weeks! We had an ultrasound to check to make sure everything was okay. That was the first time we heard the heart beat and it sank in that "I am realy pregnant and there is a baby growing inside me now!" It was the most unforgettable experience hearing the heartbeat for the first time, even though the picture just looked like a peanut with a heart inside! Our little bean's heart beat was 180 Beats per minute! Everything looked good and we had the first picture of Baby Weaver!
At 9 weeks, I had another check up and we heard the heart beat on the doppler for the first time which was 130 Beats per minute. I thought this was low, but then the nurse said that it is typical for heart beat to be extremely high at 7-8 weeks, then low at 9-10 and then it levels off after that. Everything looked good again!
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