These last 10 weeks have been filled with so many highs, but along with those highs has come stress and an overwhelming amount of anxiety. On the morning of February 19th, my coworker came in and asked me if my ears had been burning because him and his wife had been talking about me and about my struggle with infertility. His wife gave him a St. Gerard medal to give to me that had been given to her 18+ years ago when they began to plan for their family. St. Gerard is the patron saint of mothers and is meant to protect mom and baby through pregnancy. On February 19th, I was one day away from being able to test after my last IUI. You are supposed to wait 10 days after you take your HCG booster shot to test to ensure you don’t get a false positive. Being so close to my test date, I took receiving that medal as a sign. As soon as I got off work, I stopped at CVS and picked myself up two different kinds of test…both digital so there would be no question about whether the line is there or not. After that I picked up Poppi and drove home to take the test. After 3 grueling minutes, “YES+” appeared in the window of my test. I couldn’t believe it. I started crying. I grabbed Poppi and just held her. Then, I sprung into craft mode and Poppi and I began working on a sign to surprise Trav with when he walked through the door from work. Unfortunately, my surprise reveal didn’t go as planned…1. Trav came through the wrong door and 2. He was on the phone when he walked in, but when I finally got to tell him there was lots of smiles and lots of embraces. We decided to keep it to ourselves for a few weeks until we got all of the blood work done. I went into the office the following day and had my blood drawn, the results confirmed…I was pregnant. I followed up with another blood draw about 3 days later to make sure that my HCG was rising as it should. While I’m in the room with the nurse, another nurse walks in (my favorite one ) and she started talking about my good HCG level from my previous draw and she said that if she were a betting woman that she would bet I was having twins. My jaw hit the floor. I was literally speechless. I think the other nurse that was about to draw my blood actually asked me if I was okay. I feel like I totally gave off the wrong impression. I wasn’t in shock, because the thought of twins scared me or that I didn’t want twins. I was in shock because I just never thought that could even be an option for us. Here we were on our 21st IUI. We had a hard enough time just conceiving, let alone conceiving two at one time. I decided to keep that little nugget of information to myself for now. I didn’t want to worry Trav until we knew something for sure. My second HCG draw came back great. A week from that draw I went in for my third and final draw. Again, great results so we went ahead and scheduled our 7 week ultrasound. Since all 3 HCG draws came back strong we went ahead and told our parents and our siblings. They were all elated.
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Jenny VI am a wife and momma to a beautiful baby girl named Penelope and twin boys, Sawyer and Walker. I have diagnosed infertility and am sharing my "dirty" little secret in hopes to help someone else with their struggle. Categories
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