I'm Amy. I am 36 years old and expecting my fourth child, first baby. I have had a TTC journal for a long time that was great to vent in, I was so cautious to start a pregnancy journal -- not sure why -- I guess I didn't want to get my hopes up too much.
Here is a brief synopsis of me. I have a beautiful daughter -- turned 21 two nights ago (VERY scary). When I was a junior in college in Ohio, I became a foster parent -- nine kids over 1.5 years. Tiffany was my second. She was just turning 8 then. When her parental rights were terminated she was branded "unadoptable" because she was 9 by then and supposedly she was rettarded with an IQ of 60. So, sucker that I was, I adopted her. (BTW tiff has put me through ridiculous times but she is a sophomore at ASU now having graduated with honors from HS so NOT rettarded) [double tt to avoid censors since that wordis apparently 'off limits' here]
I moved to San Diego in 1996- ten days after the adoption, to start law school. Probably about 4 weeks after moving here, I had a maintenance problem at the apartments I was living at. I met the maintenance manager of the apartments, we became friends, then moved in together. Everything went pretty fast but I totally fell in love with Charley. That summer, his daughters (then 13 and 15) came from Washington where they lived with their mom to visit. Early the next year, they came back to live with us permanently. Adrienne and Ashley lived with us throughout HS until they became the first in their family to go and graduate from college. They are now 26 and almost 24.
In 2000, Charley proposed to me. Obviously I accepted :D. We started planning the wedding but then my mom was diagnosed with cancer. We put off the wedding so she could recover enough to travel to SD; then we had to put it off when she didn't recover.
My older brother, Andrew, has Downs Syndrome. In 1999 he moved to California to a group home to be near us as my parents were getting older. He has been part of our family ever since (and often is easier than the girls LOL)
We finally married on my moms birthday, 9/24/05. We had a beautiful memorable three week vacation in Europe when we discussed having a baby. We started trying a few months later -- to no avail.
In the interim, Tiffany got pregnant, was about to get married, and thankfully finally realized she was not ready to have a baby and put my grandchild up for adoption-- she is with a wonderful family and we get to see her a lot. This made the fact I couldn't have a child so much harder. We were going to start advanced fertility treatments but DH kept saying lets wait just a while longer.
In March, I found out I was pregnant. wow. I am now 12 weeks +
We had NTS testing last week and I saw the baby move. Everything said it was okay so I really am letting myself believe that I might have this little baby.
So that's me in a nutshell.