Over the next 48 hours I had more spotting. On Monday I called my doctor’s office and notified them of my pregnancy. I spoke with a nurse who reassured me that the spotting was normal and that it wasn’t concerning until I was “saturating a pad.” Saturating a pad? That seemed like a lot to me. I had friends who were TTC who were on progesterone supplements and asked if we should check my progesterone level due to the spotting. If your progesterone level is low, the pregnancy will not survive. This nurse said that “they don’t do that in this office.” I made my first appointments for 8 and…
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baby c. is on board!
2016 began with a snow storm in good old South Bend, Indiana. It isn’t officially winter here until you are already weeks into being so sick of the cold and snow you that vow to move away before the next winter hits. In the third week of January, I had some very intense cramping one week before my next cycle was due. This was yet another sign to me that AF (Aunt Flo) was coming and that 2016 was starting off in disappointing way. But I was wrong. These cramps, as I would come to find out were implantation cramps. I decided that month that I wasn’t going to take…
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we’re “not not trying”
We talked about having kids many times before our wedding and many times after. Each time we thought we were “ready,” we came up with reason during date night why it made sense to wait a little longer. We felt as though we could be more “ready.” So we waited, and while we waited, we really enjoyed life. My husband is a little kid at heart. I am a planner, someone who looks ahead at what is next– so much so that I often miss living in the present moment and enjoying what is going on right in front of me. Tony grounds me. I am an excessive documenter of…