Where to even start, well I guess some background is important. I was diagnosed with PCOS when I was just 18. To me it felt like I'd been handed a death sentence. The idea that I would never be able to have a baby was too much for me to handle. My whole world revolved around the knowledge that one day I'd be able to be a Mom. Luckily not every person with PCOS has every symptom. Yeah I have the irregular periods which made tracking my ovulation super hard, and I have the weight problems but as far as most people I have it pretty mild.
So knowing that this might be an adventure and knowing it could take years to get pregnant, My husband and I started trying to conceive in April of 2020. After lots of negative tests and tons of tears I finally got my positive. It was February 15, 2021 and I woke up ready to pee and see another negative but I was also feeling super hopeful this time. I watched as the blue plus appeared, it was super faint, but it was there! I walked into my bedroom and looked at my husband and said 'I think I'm pregnant'. He was barley awake and I'd added this serious shock to his barely functioning brain so he didn't give me much of a reaction. So naturally I called off work and ran to Walgreens to get more tests.
After digital confirmation of "Pregnant'" I was ready to call my OBGYN. Based off my last period they told me I was about 5 weeks. So fast forward to my first appointment. They were giving me an ultrasound and baby was super difficult to find so they had to use the vaginal ultrasound wand. Turns out I was only 6 weeks pregnant which is why baby was so hard to find because I was supposed to be coming in at 8 weeks. Which to me sounded insane how could I have found out I was pregnant at only 3 weeks. I didn't even know tests would get a reading that early. So my official due date was set for October 30, 2021. I would be having a Halloween Baby!
From that moment on all I thought about was babies.
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