On June 9, 2015 I decided to wake up and take a pregnancy test.
We'll back up for a second. Back in March, I began trying to track ovulation. I am still nursing Annestyne at almost 18mo, so I was unsure as to whether I WAS ovulating and wanted to know if I was. So I purchased some ovulation strips via Amazon. It was wild, because the week I began testing I actually got a positive LH surge. So I continued tracking daily, and taped my strips on notebook paper, dating them. 14 days later after my first positive LH surge, my period returned, at 24mo postpartum, on the DOT. Crazy.
So April came along, and the LH surge returned within 2-3 days of the same day it had shown in the previous month. So for me, it was positive affirmation that ovulation was present. My periods were 35 day cycles (so far) on the money, and LH surges were the same every month (give or take 2-3 days). We decided to go with the flow, like previous children, and if it happened, it happened.
May came. LH surge came, 14 days later, my period came (on another 35 day cycle). This was the first time in my LIFE my periods have EVER been regulated like this.
So when June came, and day 36 of my cycle hit and still no period, I knew something was up. Even though my period had just began again in March and it was only June, it had been more regulated than it ever has been my entire menstruating days. So it threw a big ol flag up for me.
I had 4 dollar tree tests.
I had time to take the test before Chad came home from work, but not much. It was 7:35am, and Chad would be home in 10 minutes.
I always knew when we got pregnant again that I didn't want to just blab it out to Chad because #3 is our last and final. So I needed to test and keep my cool if it WERE positive.
My first test was taken at 7:45am (as Chad was pulling in the driveway), at 17dpo (17 days past ovulation).
BAM.
Hello little faint pink line.
I got excited, held back happy tears, and had to keep my cool. I wanted to take more, but I couldn't because Chad was walking in. I panicked on where to shove the pregnancy test box so that Chad wouldn't see it haha. I threw it under the guest bath sink.
Oh, and by this point I had text my best friend Christy!
I couldn't think straight or act straight I was so excited, and I had to hold back tears quite a bit. I'm honestly not sure how Chad didn't know something was up. Hasting and I were in the kitchen, and I wouldn't quit pacing the kitchen, while I was supposed to be making Hasting something for breakfast. Hasting said, "Mommy, why do you keep walking around in circles?" 😂😂
Chad showered, went to bed per usual.
I tested more throughout the day.
We are for certain, VERY pregnant.
The first thing I did was look back to my ovulation chart I had been taping all my strips on, and look in my app where I was keeping up with dirty deed days. Because I was charting, and keeping up with the deed, I am for certain I know our exact conception date. If I were to base my "due date" off of my last period, there is only a one day difference. So I'm pretty confident in my conception date ❤️❤️
I have not been to the doctor yet, we go Friday, July 10. I have switched practices once again, seeing as I was very displeased with my last practice at the end of my pregnancy with Annestyne.
We are planning a homebirth, and I am very open about it. It is my right as a mother to choose where I birth.
Chad was told once he awoke that day. My friend works at our local cakery/bakery and I text her a cookie idea. She had it made for me before Chad woke, and I made a mini cardstock card to include with it. I also videotaped his reaction, which I will add to YouTube and place the link in here for viewing purposes later!
Oh, and we announced on our beach trip when I was 7 weeks. Early announcement, but when you are confident and have healthy pregnancies, you just do it 😘
Oh, and we will now have December, January, and February babies! With a 24mo age gap between each 💖
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