Your wish is my command. I shall promptly take a photo and see about getting it online---let me know your thoughts!
ETA: I have taken about a dozen pictures of the test with my horrid digital camera and whenever I get close up with the camera it goes totally fuzzy. I think it might be because it ran out of batteries so I put a few non-camera batteries in it for a few minutes thinking I'd make do just long enough to post this pic. Whatever the case, I can't get it to focus up-close after fiddling with it forever. Poo.
OK, so here's the run down on this afternoon. I got a call from the nurse today! She said "I'm calling to let you know your blood work results came back great, everything is normal. Except your progesterone is 14.3 and your beta level leads us to believe you are already pregnant!" So that, combined with my faint BFP this morning wraps it up for me. The nurse told me to come back next Tuesday for another blood draw and they will make sure my levels are doing what they should be doing. I'm wondering if they will go ahead and have me take the progesterone anyways just to be safe.
It was like TORTURE to keep from calling DH to tell him the news all day. AND I had to work late tonight until 7PM. What are the odds?! So tonight I was fixing dinner and DH came in the kitchen to see what I was cooking and I casually said "you know this is our year to be traveling out of town for Christmas" (we alternate being with his family and my family every year at the holidays and we were with my family that lives here close to us this past Christmas. This year we were supposed to travel to see his mom out of town) "however, I don't think that's going to be possible". He was like "why not?" and I said "because we're going to be having a baby on December 15th!" He was SO ELATED I cannot even tell you. His whole face lit up and he gave me the biggest, longest hug ever. He could not be more happy. Yea!
I already decided I'm somehow not going to tell my parents this news until Mother's day, when I'll be about 9 weeks along and will hopefully have some little ultrasounds by that time to enclose in our "Happy Mother's day" card. I know the family will get together on Mother's Day since we always do so this will be great timing! I certainly won't be out of the danger zone at that time but even if we had a loss I would tell my parents so I might as well tell them on Mother's Day!
The only road block in all of this is that next weekend there is the outing to Six Flags (amusement park) scheduled and already paid for that we are supposed to attend with my brother, his wife, and her son. Josh already knows we are going and he is going to get to ride roller coasters. Everybody knows I'm a roller coaster nut so they are COMPLETELY going to suspect something if I don't ride rides the whole day long after I pay all that money to go. I'll have to think of something. I think I'll be OK for some of the rides, like the log ride and.............well, that may be the only one, LOL! I can be the designated purse/hat holder then! Everybody needs one of those!
Last edited by Joshiesmom; 04-03-2008 at 10:33 PM.
CONGRATS!!! I started stalking you because we were due close to the same time and both miscarried. That and I have a four year old son, as well.
Maybe you could develop a headache. I had one at six flags once right before I got on the TX Giant, and OMG, THAT was a HUGE mistake. I couldn't MOVE after that, LOL.
Thanks, Shelly!!! I'm glad to have you here! I was thinking I could feign a slight case of dizziness, as if I'm having some allergies or fighting a little cold or something. Everybody knows you can't ride rides if you're even a little bit dizzy but it wouldn't seem weird if I acted like I was well and having a great time and everything. Does that seem plausible? I'm worried that if I say I have a headache somebody will bust out some aspirin or something but for dizziness they probably won't have anything on hand.
To complicate matters further, my mom called today to say she thinks she might want to come also, because she knows I'll want to ride the rides and somebody might want to stay behind with my SIL since she is not a rider by nature. Eek.
Oh, and you're SO right about the Texas Giant. That coaster once shook an earring out of my friend's ear it is so rough!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I cannot BELIEVE you went and got your BFP the week that I am off driving across the country!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How dare you?!?!?! Just kidding, of course my friend, CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so, so, so, so happy for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A little Christmas surprise too, how sweeeeetttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cut and pasted from my entry on my new BB this morning:
I must be developing some sort of POAS habit. I've gotten 2 BFP's and a call from my doctor's office to tell me my blood work came back and I'm pregnant, so I'll call that 3 BFP's. However, the 2 BFP's I saw with my own 2 eyes was with the internet cheapies and the 2nd line was barely there at all. Hardly enjoyable!
So last night I bought a 2 pack of digital tests to experience the joy of just seeing the word "pregnant" written out in plain text. As has been happening for the last few nights, I woke up at 5:30AM because I was hot under the covers. (BTW this never ever happens. I am the designated cold person in the house that goes to sleep with the rice-filled thingy that gets heated in the microwave wrapped around my feet.) Once I wake up just a little bit, I realize I have to pee really bad. This is also very unusual for me.
This morning I took full advantage of my 5:30AM rising to go POAS on my new digital model and was pleased to see "pregnant" written out. Very satisfying. I'm hoping I'll be able to resist using the other one now and I can just stash it up in the cabinet in preparation for a call from a friend wondering if she might be pg or in the event of a future oopsie for us.
Speaking of symptoms, I've got a multitude and I could not be more grateful. I'm so happy to feel nauseous right now, LOL!
1) Nauseousness on and off throughout the day
2) Waking up feeling hot / waking up to pee
3) Pee'ing a million times a day
4) Sore boobs
5) Occasionally get winded pretty easily, even just sitting still talking
6) Super-human smelling powers
7) Un-ladylike toots (sorry for the TMI)
This is all great news because with my last pg that ended in a loss I did not have nauseousness, I did not feel hot and wake up to pee, and I was not winded. Of course that is NO guarantee this one will turn out OK but it does give me high hopes and I feel like this is God's way of just letting me know right up front that all is well so I don't sit around and worry about it. Because honestly I'm not doing that. I feel great about everything!
Well, everything except keeping this humongous secret for 5 more weeks.
Yesterday my mom and I spent the entire day at the outlet mall going spring shopping for my little man. At one of the stores they had all this clearance stuff out of Christmas pj's for teency babies. I found a very cute set of footed pj's in size 0-3 for $2.99 and I wanted it BAD. I picked it up and casually said "ohhhh, this would be so cute for a little Christmas baby" but she did not take my large hint and was focused on the task at hand.
Since DS was born in July, I might actually need some new clothes for our "baby bunny" that are a little more suited for some chilly weather. All of Josh's old clothes will be short sleeved, thin little onesies in size 0-3 and then his 3-6 month stuff will have a few winter things but when THIS baby is 6 months old it will be the middle of summer! Ah, that's OK though, it's fun to buy little bitty clothes so now I won't have to resist. Oh, and there's even the possibility this one is a girl so there will be 90% new clothes anyways. I figure even a girl could use some of his old clothes, like socks, jeans, a few onesies or shirts, pajamas, maybe a rain coat or a jacket. I've never been a sports nut and I haven't really bought into the sports themed stuff for Josh or the dump truck/construction themed stuff that is so popular. He may have just a few items like that but not too many. I guess if he has any "themed" clothes it might be ocean-related stuff / surfer stuff. Odd because we live in Texas, LOL.
In the interest of full disclosure let me say at this point I am HAPPY to have a girl or a boy. I really, honestly, do not care one way or another. That said, I don't know what to do with girls. I'm not an overly "girly" girl, though I'm not on the extreme end of "ungirly" either. I'm somewhere in the middle, meaning I'm not a dress or skirt fan, you won't find me stalking the shoe store, and most of my closet holds items in bold colors instead of pretty pastels. This could completely change but I just am NOT into pink/purple that I see on little girls relentlessly these days. I do not like the "princess" stuff at all. Now if we DO have a girl, she will probably be the most girly, pink, bows and ribbons princess of them all. If that happens, I won't try to make her be something she is not. But it will always be a struggle for me to go there.
Last edited by Joshiesmom; 04-06-2008 at 07:11 AM.
Should I move this journal to a pg journal? I'm torn because I will definitely be journaling about the pg, but I also will be journaling about whatever else in life is going on. Either way it's not a cookie-cutter, one-topic journal. If it's all the same to you, journal, I'll just leave you here.
Here we are at exactly 4 weeks pg, the day AF is due but won't be arriving. I made sure to pee right before bed last night and didn't slam down a whole glass of water when I took my vitamins. I was able to sleep in without having to get up and pee until 6:30AM today, so my efforts paid off.
You know what's oddly not on my list of symptoms thus far? Being tired. I recall being really tired in both of my pregnancies before this. But as I mentioned before, I've got a host of other symptoms going on and I'm happy to not feel like I need to lay my head down on the desk all day long. At least for now, anyways.
DH is already on me about not eating enough meat. First off, the word "meat" is just not conducive to me even thinking about eating any of it. I conjures up all the parts of just any sort of animal and all the bits and pieces of stuff laying around on the slaughterhouse floor that get tossed into a bin somewhere. "Meat" could come from anything, anywhere. All it means is that it used to be attached to something that lived.
Once DH learns to name proteins appropriately and ask me if I'd like a piece of chicken cooked out on the grill, we will go much farther with the potential eating of "the flesh", LOL. On Saturday I made a kind of BBQ chicken in the crock pot and then just shredded it with some forks and served it on toasted sesame seed buns with sliced gundelshiem garlic pickles. It was truly tasty AND full of protein.
Let's talk about garlic for a second. I can't stop eating it. This is nothing unusual for me as I don't consider a meal a meal without starting it off with a few cloves of chopped garlic in the saute pan, a head of garlic roasting in the oven with some EVOO, or even some fresh raw garlic added into salad dressings. The unusual part is that I'm having the desire to just grab a raw clove, take the skin off and just pop it in my mouth I have been secretly doing this since last week, thinking that I will get tired of it. This is something I can't keep doing lest nobody will be able to get within 5 feet of me. Not only my breath, but after a while garlic will actually emit from your pores when you sweat and there is NO breath mint for that, my friend. Hotter weather is approaching fast here and I can't be the pregnant garlic lady. I resolve to eat only cooked garlic in non-mass quantities during the work week and will relent and allow myself my indulgence on the weekends so that I can only stink around my family.
Ugh, this was a rough few days and it's going to get worse. My grandmother went to the hospital and the news is not good, so they discharged her to home hospice care. We spent the weekend there but had to come back for work tomorrow. It was so sad to see her like that and sad to know she will have to suffer for days or perhaps a week or two ahead. Very sad for my dad to watch his mom suffer. Very sad for my grandfather to watch his wife suffer. Just very sad.
I haven't told my family about our BFP yet. But I told my grandmother when it was just the two of us in the room together. That was tough because the health care people and family/friends bustling around constantly did not leave but a moment or two for us to be alone. She was conscious and very sleepy but when I told her she opened her eyes best she could and looked at me for a few seconds. Then she paused for a few breaths with closed eyes and I thought she was sleeping again. But she finally said "we just decided to have 1" (my dad is an only child). So she understood what I'd told her and was thinking it over for a minute. That makes me happy.
Tomorrow we will be 5 weeks along. I am expecting a call from my nurse with my latest blood work results (to measure the beta and progesterone levels) and hopefully that will come back well. While I was in meetings out of town earlier this week (hence me not posting in my journal) she called Thursday to say that my blood work from Tuesday looked good but they did not measure the progesterone, only the beta. The beta was 772, which she said was normal. I forgot to ask her what the beta had been the week before so without that other number I couldn't calculate if it had doubled/tripled since the previous test. So the results tomorrow should give me some more definitive answers on if the levels are doing what they should be doing. I DO KNOW that my arms look like pincushions from having 3 blood draws in 2 weeks, LOL! One of them got a HUGE bruise about 2 inches x 2 inches on my inner elbow that is now in its lovely yellowish green phase.
I still have really sore boobs and a full feeling but I wasn't nauseous all weekend long. I didn't feel any of those little "pulls" or "pinches" like I felt in the last few weeks so I'm hoping all is well. But my appetite is definitely increased and I still feel ravished most of the time, even after I eat. That seems like a few good signs.