We started to try to get pregnant in September 2011, actually on our one year wedding anniversary. It seemed like the perfect time, we had been married for a year, we were settled into our new home, I was 29 and Barrett was 30 and I wasn't working. To be honest, I thought it would happen that month, I mean let's face it, I spent a great deal of my 20's trying not to get pregnant. Who knew it wasn't that easy? We used an ovulation kit and I did a lot of research online. I am embarrassed to admit I didn't know a lot about timing and what all goes into getting pregnant. It was a disappointment when it didn't happen that first month, I was so delusional that I actually picked that month to start trying because I wanted a spring baby. (I am rolling my eyes now). We kept trying and it got more and more frustrating as the months went on and still no baby. I felt like my months were divided into two, two weeks until ovulation and then two weeks of waiting to see if I got my period. Every month I would start to get pregnancy symptoms and think "this is it!" but in reality very early pregnancy symptoms are the same as PMS. All those false hopes were making me a crazy person. Barrett was very busy at work and some mornings he would leave at 6am and get home at 11pm, which was stressful when you only have a very small window to conceive during ovulation. I finally decided around Christmas that I couldn't keep putting myself and my husband through this, it was too stressful and was taking a toll on our relationship. I decided to go back to work to keep myself distracted. I started my new job on Jan 17th and it really helped to get my mind off the baby making. We kept at it but were more relaxed. I decided to go see a fertility specialist in February, just to ease my mind. If something was wrong I wanted to know, if it wasn't fine, I would keep trying just as I had. I happened to find an amazing doctor, I don't know how I was so lucky but maybe it was fate. He did blood tests and multiple ultrasounds to make sure I was ovulating, he also did a very lengthy questionnaire which would help him better determine what the issue was. It turns out I was ovulating (just as my ovulation kits were predicting) but my hormone levels were a little off during my cycle which could have been part of the reason I was not getting pregnant. My doctor was also 98% sure I had endometreosis because of my PMS symptoms but there is no way to make the diagnosis without surgery. We also tested Barrett's sperm and that was not the problem. I had laproscopic surgery on April 25th, 2012. During the surgery my doctor found mild endometreosis and removed it. He had also talked about me starting a round of Clomid to help regulate my hormone levels. You usually start Clomid on the third day of your cycle and I was set to start my period on May 19th (my Birthday lucky me) or 20th. I was still traking my ovulation so I could have a record of what it was doing every month and I ovulated on Monday May 7th. We weren't really giving it much thought but didn't not try this month. I woke up really early on Friday May 18th the day before my 30th birthday. We were planning a big party and a bunch of family and friends were coming into town for the weekend. I don't know why but I decided to take a pregnancy test. I really wasn't taking it that serious and thought there was absolutely no way it would be positive. I used one of the cheap ones with the lines because there was no way I was going to waste one of the expensive digital ones when I knew for a fact it would be negative. I took the test, set it on the counter, fed the cats, drank some OJ and went back to throw out the test a few minutes later. Imagine my surprise when I saw a very faint blue line in the box that had always been empty. I thought I was seeing things, of course I was imagining it. I was all of a sudden like a kid on Christmas morning with that anxious excitement bursting through me, I knew that if you saw any kind of line even if it was faint it meant you were pregnant but I was still very cautious. I ran upstairs and grabbed the digital test I was saving for when we started the Clomid. I took the test and waited and waited, staring at it for what felt like hours. Well I guess I couldn't have been imagining things because "Pregnant" popped right up on the screen. I was crying hysterically and couldn't wait to tell Barrett. I didn't want to wake him up too early because he had a big board meeting that day and he is pretty grumpy when you wake him up! I had so many different ideas of how to tell him but I knew I couldn't wait to share the news and plan something elaborate. I had gotten two onsies when we first started trying, one said I love my dad and the other was an Ohio State onesie (Barrett's almamater). I wrapped them up in a box with the test and crawled back into bed. It was so hard to fake being asleep for the next hour but when it was time for Barrett to get up I jumped up and told him I had gotten him a little something. He was surprised because it was my Birthday the next day but he didn't suspect anything. He opened the box and had this funny look on his face, he was shocked! He said "what is this? wait who's test is that? Is that yours?" and when I said yes he started tearing up and had the biggest smile on his face. (although it's pretty funny that he asked who's test it was, I mean did he think I borrowed it from someone lol) We spent the rest of the day in a state of blissful shock. I called my doctors office and they had me come in that day, I was still just a few days shy of 4 weeks so they couldn't see anything but my uterus looked great, just how it was supposed to look at that stage. We couldn't believe we were finally going to have our baby.
