My name is Heather. I just found out was pregnant...for the first time. I keep a blog on blogspot and I've been anxiously waiting to write something, but can't do it there because we haven't told very many people and trying to wait until after we have gone to the doctor. The first prenatal visit is scheduled for February 12th. I don't know if I can wait that long.............
Everyone always speaks of what a blessing pregnancy is, but for some it's more than anyone can imagine. I just turned 30 on the 29th of December...and I have no children. I was married for 4 years (with him for 8 ) and in those 8 years we never used BC...and I never got pregnant. I left the ex in 2003. For the past 2 years and 3 months I have been dating an amazingly wonderful man. Leonard. We stopped using BC some time within the last year...and still nothing. So, we just figured, if it happened, it happened...otherwise we would be heading to the fertility doctor after we got married. And no, we aren't engaged yet...but it's something that we talk about often and just figured we do it at some point... (Some point may be sooner than later...)
10 years of NOTHING. My friend and I made this deal with ourselves when we were about 22 that if we weren't pregnant by 30, we were going to adopt. We just didn't want to be old Mom's like our mothers, who both had our youngest siblings when they were in their late 30s. Well, turning 30 wasn't the end of the world for me...as it is for some...but it sure got me thinking about our little deal. I wanted so badly to have had a baby by now and I didn't have that bundle of joy.
Around January 1st - the 7th I was having unbearable heartburn/indigestion. I just had this overwhelming feeling of needing to belch, but I couldn't. At some point, I think I even thought I was having a heart attack. I had the BF rub my back, as if I were a baby, to try to make me belch. It was damn near painful...
By the 8th, that had subsided some which was good because the 9th I was leaving for New Orleans with my Dad (and that same friend tagged along with us.) We had a blast! When I got back, on the 12th, I was deathly ill. I had the world's worse cold...(so I believed.) I was so congested...really no sore throat, but just stuffy and eventually lost my voice during the middle of my illness, which lasted 2 weeks...mainly because I wasn't getting any rest. I took 1 day off of work, but still worked from home that day and still attended 2 of my 3 evening classes. By the time I was well, on the 26th, it clicked to me that I hadn't gotten my period yet. I was SO sick, I really didn't even think about it.
So, I sat down with a calendar and started counting. I was late, nearly 2 weeks late. I've NEVER been late. Even times when I thought I may have been pregnant before, I took a test before I had missed. I probably counted the days about 5 times, laughing uncontrollably, before calling the friend and asking when the last time she was on (because our cycles are about a week off.) So, after my Saturday class, I took a PT. That thing read "Pregnant" before I even got off the toilet! I came downstairs with the test to show the BF and just couldn't stop laughing. He smiled at me and we were just shelled shocked for a couple of days.
So here I am, about 6 weeks and a day...with no morning sickness (yet some nausea set in today), mild cramping, heartburn, and tiredness. I pray every day that I will be able to keep this miracle...because a miracle it is indeed.