What A Long Ten Months…

It’s been quite a long ten months since I last posted an update. In my last post we had just had our embryo transfer and were waiting a few days to take and get the results of our blood pregnancy test.

If your follow my social media you obviously know how things turned out but for those who don’t, we were blessed to find out that we were in fact pregnant and on May 17, 2018 one of our poppy seeds bloomed and we welcomed a healthy, baby boy to our family.

Why has it been so long since I updated the blog? I will get into the details of that and so much more in upcoming posts. Even though everything worked out and we have been so blessed, there have been many ups and downs on the journey and there is lots more to the story that I will cover in the coming weeks.

For now let me talk about the importance of today and why it’s one of my favourite days!

Last year today we were on day 5 post embryo transfer. I knew we should wait until my blood test on the September Long weekend to find out if I was pregnant but like most women going through fertility treatment I was eager to know now. I had recently went to the dollar store and stocked up on pregnancy tests. Side note, if you ever need pregnancy tests get them at the dollar store. They are both inexpensive and work just as good as the expensive tests.

I had woken up early that morning to get ready to head off to Regina for a concert. I had tested on previous days and gotten negatives but assumed it was just too early to tell either way. Before I jumped in the shower I figured I may as well test again. Let’s be serious, I became a serial tester, testing every day! I watched the test slowly process and nothing. So I ignored it and started to get ready for the day. For some reason though I felt I needed to check it again so I went back and did a double take; I swore I could see the faintest of lines. My heart skipped a beat.

To find out if I was crazy or not I sent a picture of my test to my best friend. When she was pregnant with her first she sent me a picture of her positive test the minute she found out even before she had told her husband so it was only fair that when the time came that I would do the same. I didn’t really have faith that she would see it too, I had started to think I was just nuts but seconds later she called me and with all the excitement in the world told me she could in fact see it also! In that moment all I could do was break down crying, I couldn’t believe it! After years of peeing on tests to see them all come up negative I was finally for the first time holding a positive test in my hands. I sat on the phone with her crying and staring at the test for what felt like forever.

After hanging up I went and told my husband the incredible news. He looked at the test and even though he could see the line and was also excited, he was a lot more cautious than me and urged me to wait until after the blood test before we let ourselves get too excited. It was too late! I had waited years for this moment and I finally had that feeling, the incredible joy when you find out you are going to be a parent. All I wanted to do was shout it from the rooftops!

Because of that feeling and the joy it brought me both that day and since, today will always be one of my favourite days. August 27, 2017 was officially the day that I found out I was going to be a mom.

One thought on “What A Long Ten Months…

  1. As Grandparents, my husband and I shared in part, our children’s trials and dreams. Not knowing how to say the right words at times we could only hug them. We couldn’t help them, but could Love them. The day our Grandson was born we were there to share in our children’s new journey. Our beautiful Grandson took longer to get here, but he’s here and in our hearts Forever and Always!

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