That whole year was so sad and such a let down every time my period came. Our whole family knew that we were trying so it felt like every time we saw someone we always had to say "no, were not pregnant yet" with a huge fake smile. I found myself really beginning to be angry at all the women around me who were just popping up pregnant so soon. I know I shouldn't have felt that way, but I just didn't understand how it was so easy for them. It was like their husband just looked at them on their honeymoon and BAM they were expecting. My husband and I even discussed adoption if things did not work out, and were fully prepared for this and felt comfortable, since we did have plans on adoption. We just didn't plan on adopting our first child.
January 2011 came, and I made an appointment with an amazing doctor! She was straight forward and very understanding with all my concerns. She made me kick myself when she fussed at me for not coming in sooner. She said someone at my age and in great health should have come in after 6 months with no results. So over the next few months I had the low down of tests. They were not fun, and one was very painful ( i almost past out on the table kind of pain), but the results all came back negative. I was perfectly fine and she even said I had a great uterus for a baby. So the next person to check was my wonderful husband. I don't think he was too pumped about this, but we both had the same goal in mind- to create a family. My poor husband had a not so fun visit with RBA in Atlanta, and within a few days we had his results back. We had a few let downs from the results, so we were off to a urologist to see what we could do. The urologist was great, he brought us in his office and sat down and discussed our options with us and he said the funniest line to us... "sex is free so hey keep trying". That day Justin had to give blood work so they could run a few tests, and would have to go back in a couple of weeks to go over these results.
By now it was mid to late June and I think we were over it. We did though keep his advise and "kept trying" haha. We had decided that this was not going to be easy and that we were just going to be one of those couples that just has to work hard all the time for anything they want. Around this time, my husbands birthday came and we had a great get together with friends, then our close friends had birthdays two weeks later. Then i realized at the end of June that my period had not come. Well I had plenty of months were my period would be maybe a day or 2 late, but not five. So i got somewhat excited! I tried to blow off my excitement, because I just knew it would be a let down and another night of crying myself to sleep as my husband tries to comfort me.
My friend Melissa poured me a glass of wine to start off her birthday evening. I took 2 sips then it kind of hit me that I was a week late... uhhh ohhhh?!?!? I set the wine down and Me and Melissa ran off to the store to pick up dinner stuff. I cooked dinner for her birthday and then we all sat down for dinner. I grabbed my glass of wine took a big gulp and finished my dinner. Not 5 minutes later I felt sick as a dog. I think i spent the rest of the evening in the bathroom pooping and feeling so sick to my stomach. I went home early because I wasn't feeling well and decided to just get a pregnancy test just for the heck of it. I just had all the signs and had to do it. I got home, peed on the stick, and waited what seemed like forever..... I looked down and saw "NEGATIVE". What a let down! I got dressed for bed and just went to sleep, yelling at myself for knowing that it was going to say negative.
The next day I called my sister in law, I believe she knows the answers to everything because she is a nurse, which I'm sure drives her crazy. I told her my boobs hurt to touch, my period was a week late, but that dang test said negative. She yelled at me and said a lot of the time those tests don't work, that I better go home and pee on another stick! I got home, told the husband nothing, ran to the bathroom and peed on that stupid stick. I left it hidden in the bathroom and just left it alone for probably 10 minutes. I snuck in the bathroom to find the stick reading "PREGNANT". I began to freak out! I yelled " Justin, Justin, come now, right now!!!!" I think he thought I was freaking out about a bug, but little did he know i had a much bigger surprise. We just smiled at each other when he saw the test and hugged. I grabbed him and said "go to the store, I have to pee on more just to make sure!" Poor guy ran to the store and bought 3 more tests, and you better believe i peed on all 3. Sure enough they all said pregnant, and the phone calls began to tell the family.
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