What a week

So lets just say this week (plus a couple of days)has had some serious ups and downs.

It all started last Thursday night when I went over to my moms and we started our yearly marathon baking session. we had 22 different things on our list to make and we were giving ourselves 3 1/2 days to make it and get the cookies separated and packaged up for delivery to friends, family and coworkers. Well Thursday night we started by mixing up the 6 recipes that had to chill and chopping dried fruits and nuts for some of the other recipes, fairly easy and relaxing.


Friday morning we got up and started baking our little hearts out. About 1 pm we discovered that one of moms pairs of oven mitts had a hole in the thumb, this led to a huge blister that covers about a 1/3rd of the side of my thumb. I however did not drop the pan of cookies or cry (yay me), but if little Daffodil Bud could hear the words coming out of Mommy's mouth then she heard somethings she probably shouldn't have.


Saturday and Sunday went pretty much the same way lots of work but we got all of our baking done, mom and I are both sore and tired but we accomplished a lot and even made baklava for the 1st time.

And while I am at my moms busy baking our new operating system for our computer came in and Mr. Daffodil Bud got us all fixed up!

So then Monday starts off, pretty good day in all actuality, I changed my hours at work to do a 3pm-11pm shift for the day instead of my 11am-7pm so I could do laundry and get some extra rest before work. I get to work and have to go to the bathroom so I set my stuff down at my desk and go toward the bathroom. I got to an intersection in one of the hallways and just have to hug the corner as I got really really dizzy. 2 of the CSR's see this and drag me to an office and make me sit down, the one even went to get me water. My face was all warm and very red. Finally after 10 minutes or so I feel like I can at least make it to the bathroom and then back to my desk, one of the CSR's escorted me back and then told my co-workers to keep an eye on me. I felt warm and my face was red for about 2 hours after all of this but I stayed in my chair until I had to go to the bathroom again.



Well about 9pm my face starts to feel all warm again, no dizziness but just that warm flushed face again. So I decided to go and take my blood pressure with the portable monitor we have at work, 141/80 not terrible but a bit on the high side for me. I post to one of my favorite message boards about being a bit worried, one of the girls, a nurse talks some sense into me about at least calling my doctors after hours number to see what they say and at 11pm I am off to the hospital. My BP when we get there is 151/70. They take me up to L&D and I have to pee in a cup and get hooked up to a monitor. Baby is fine my BP goes down to a better place 135/65 , nothing showing any reason for it to be elevated at all. I think I just way overdid it on those cookies and baby and my body said hey there lady hold up a sec and rest.



Tuesday after I got my car picked up from work and went home I just took it easy and relaxed.

Wednesday morning my fingers and ankles were a bit swollen so I called the doctors office about being concerned and was there anything they wanted me to do before my appointment on Thursday. Well apparently the message system was broken or at least that is what they told me Thursday morning when I went in and I got a call about 6 hours after my appointment on Thursday.



At my appointment my urine was +1 for protein, my favorite(at the doctors office Gen) nurse told me they start testing for pre-e at a +3. My Bp was great 120/64, I have only gained 3lbs so far and was told I need to start gaining a lb a week and little Daffodil Bud's heartbeat was 142 and I am measuring right where I should be for 21 1/2 weeks. So I am fine, baby is fine and all is well. Lets hope and pray it stays that way!



Well Ladies (and any gentlemen that may read) this was a long long post. If you have made it this far thanks for reading. Here is this weeks bump picture at 21 weeks 1 day.

20 weeks or so update

20 weeks have gone by and we are halfway to meeting baby Daffodil Bud. This time seems to be flying by and yet so far from when she will be here. I am starting to get a bit nervous over the fact that we aren’t registered yet and don’t have the big furniture picked out. We do have a cradle that we will be using at 1^st when she gets here so if we don’t have the crib set up we will be ok but it is so hard to believe that there is so little time left.

This weekend I am going to my moms for the weekend and we will be doing our yearly bakestravaganza. We are making 22 different kinds of cookies/candies this year which is actually a few recipes less than normal and we are doing this over 3 full days instead of 2 1/2 because mom knows that I won’t be as able to run on my feet for everything this year. Next year may be very fun. I know that baby Daffodil Bud will be too young to participate just yet but I wonder how well a full weekend of baking will go with an 8 month old around unless Mr Daffodil Bud is willing to do a whole weekend at home with baby and no me.

It is so hard to think that next year all my plans will include a new little person and while I am excited beyond belief that she is on her way and already halfway to being here I also feel somewhat nervous.

So as I work on the nervousness I leave you all with my 20 week "bump" pic.

And the Big U/S Reveals

That we are more than likely having a girl. Our U/S tech couldn't find any evidence of boy parts but couldn't get a 100% definitive shot either. So as of right now Mr. Daffodil Bud and I are expecting little Madeline Rose aka as Little Daffodil Bud.

I am starting to feel definite movement now and boy she has been active the last few days, the most active times have been while I am at work and right when I want to go to sleep. I just can't believe that in a few short days I will be halfway through my pregnancy and that much closer to meeting my daughter!

The next few weeks are going to fly by with Holiday things happening. Next weekend is my mother and I's yearly baking weekend for Christmas. I am hoping that in a few years my daughter will join us and enjoy it as much as I have through the years , my mom and I have baked together for the holidays for about 30 years, of course I do more now than I did way back when. I am making this post a short one.

Hopefully I will have some more to report soon. Until then I leave you with my 19 week Bump pic and little Daffodil Bud's 1st picture :)

17 weeks down and lots of excitement

One more week is almost done in the 40 week wait to little Daffodil Bud's arrival.

This week I had a doctors appointment where of course I got to hear that sweetest little swishing sound of baby's heartbeat. Things are progressing normally and the heartbeat was 140 this week. So far I have only gained 2 lbs but my weight is shifting to where people say they can tell I am pregnant and not just my normal overly fluffy self.

The biggest event so far for this week was getting the big ultrasound scheduled. Next Friday the 27th, Black Friday, instead of joining the madness of shoppers we will be sleeping in and then going to see if our baby will co-operate so we can find out if this is a Boy or if it is a Girl.

Thankfully we have a few things happening before Friday so I can not obsess for a whole week about the ultrasound. My baby brother is a senior in high school this year and he and the rest of the football team are still in the playoffs for the state championship. They play this Saturday for Semi-Finals at 1pm so there is that fun and then of course Turkey Day on Thursday.

Of course if my brother and his team beat their opponent this Saturday then it is on to the state championship game at Ford Field in Detroit on Friday afternoon so Friday may be a busy busy day.

So hopefully next week I will have lots of exciting news to report. Until then here is the 17 week "bump" picture :) 

Motherhood at 35

Let me start by saying I hope that my thoughts and opinions don't offend anyone as this is not my intent with this post.

I recently turned 35 (last week) and age is a topic I have seen come up again and again. A lot of people ask when is the right time to have a baby? Well for me the right time is now (well in April really). Yes I am going to be a 1st time mom at age 35 but I think I wouldn't have been ready 5-10 years ago whatsoever.

At 25 I was still trying to figure out who I was.

At 30 I was still finding out if Mr. Daffodil Bud and I could weather the storms that make relationships so tough, at that time we didn't need to add a little one to the mix. We did figure out that we can make it through just about anything together and we got married a few months before I turned 34.

This year shortly before our 1st anniversary we found out we were pregnant so here I am 35 and pregnant. I am so happy to be here and can't wait for certain milestones like hopefully finding out in a few weeks if baby Daffodil Bud is a boy or a girl.

I am of the thought that if you are 25 and want a baby or 45 and want a baby if you are prepared to love it, nurture it and be there for it then that time is your right time to have a baby. I never wanted to fill some arbitrary time line of when things would happen in my life. I had been I probably would have been very disappointed in where I was at at certain times instead of letting things come as they need to in my life.

So yes I am going to be a 1st time mommy at 35 and I am loving the thought and hopefully will love the reality once it hits!

Now on to a quick fun thing for this week. I am 16 weeks and 3 days along today this picture was taken on Monday and I figured I would share with all our faithful readers.

13 weeks 3 days and Doctor Appointment

So depending on whose calculation you go by I either hit my 2nd trimester yesterday at 13 weeks 3 days or on Sunday at 13 weeks. Either way I have made it to the 2nd trimester, woo hoo!

So yesterday I had an appointment with the OB. Lets start out by saying pretty much the same as the rest, pee in a cup, step on the scale of shame(I always hate scales) and have my BP taken by a nurse. Yesterday was the 1st time I got to hear the sweetest most amazing sound in the world though. I got to hear the baby's heartbeat on the Doppler. Getting to that point was a bit of another story.



The nurse tried to get it on the Doppler and all she was picking up was mine so I started to get just a wee bit nervous. So the doctor comes in and he tries for about a minute and nothing, he is getting ready to send me for an ultrasound and the Doppler tool he is using lets out this awful high pitched squeal he says I'll be right back just stay where you are (flat on my back on a exam table holding my extra roll out of the way for him) and comes back with a different Doppler tool. Within 30 seconds he finds the heartbeat and it is a nice steady high 140's low 150's heartbeat. best sound in the world when you are 13 weeks and haven't heard or seen your baby yet!



I didn't get to go for that ultrasound I still get to wait until 18-20 weeks for that but I know my little bud is in there and doing well.



Here is this weeks "bump" picture to show where I am at now :)

13 weeks and stress galore

Wow 13 weeks in just a few short days I will be in my 2nd trimester. It is still so surreal that baby Daffodil Bud is coming.



This week has been pretty good, little to no nausea anymore, still tired but I guess if the body says I need sleep I better sleep when I can.



The weekend brought some stress, Friday night after I got out of work I found out that my grandfather was in the hospital. He is the primary caregiver for my grandmother who has Alzheimer's. I am very worried about them both and can't help but wonder if my baby will ever get to know a couple of my grandparents the way I go to know my great-grandparents.

This is the time of year that one of my moms folks always fall ill and end up in the hospital, it never seems to fail that sometime between September and November one of them ends up in the hospital. 3 years ago it was grandma with a very bad bladder infection that had turned into E. Coli. 2 Years ago grandpa was in for about a week and a half, he had all sorts of tests and they found colon cancer. The cancer was removed with clean margins but he never had and chemo or radiation afterwards. Last year Grandma fell and broke her hip and was in and out of the hospital from November until January with various infections, etc while her hip was healing.



So this year it is grandpas turn. He went to the doctor on Friday because he hadn't been feeling well. The family doctor thinks it was/is the flu but asks that grandpa go to the ER because of H1N1 and be tested for that. He was pretty dehydrated and needed an IV. Upon a physical exam the doctors found grandpas belly to be tender so they did some tests and found an abdominal mass. At this point they don't know if something is just blocking his bowels, if it is scar tissue or if it is a recurrence of the cancer. We are unlikely to know anything until Monday.


My grandmother is currently being cared for by my aunt, uncle and mother until she can be placed in a home temporarily. She can go to a couple of different places but until she has had a chest x-ray to determine her health status she can't be placed. So tomorrow my mom gets to take her for the x-ray and hopefully get her settled in to a care facility until my grandfather is either well enough to take care of her again or decides that it is finally time that he can no longer do it all.


I wish that I could do more to help but not knowing if grandpa has/had H1N1 and not wanting to worry about putting me or the baby at risk I can't help.Thankfully the family 1)understands why and 2) because I am a grandchild I am not really expected to help but last time he was hospitalized I was able to.


Now on to other news. My mom and I had plans to go shopping yesterday which because my aunt and uncle were able to take care of grandma yesterday we were able to keep those plans. In our shopping yesterday I got to a maternity clothing store that actually carried plus sized clothing :). I actually now have 2 pairs of jeans that don't need the rubber band button trick and a cute new shirt. Also I now know what sizes I need should I want to order some more online.


I have an OB appointment on Wednesday this week so hopefully I will be updating more about baby later this week :).

12 weeks

So today marks my 12th week of pregnancy. 12 weeks such an incredibly short time in a journey of 40 but feels like forever even. Some days I still have a hard time believing that I am even pregnant, others when I wake up feeling queasy and exhausted it really sinks in.

A week and a half to go until my next Doctors appointment, also that day will mark the 13 week 3 day mark that is the benchmark for the 2nd trimester. I am having a hard time believing that we are almost a 3rd of the way through the waiting for our baby to be here. There is so much that we have to do yet and I think that Mr. Daffodil Bud and I are going to be freaking out more as we get closer to D-Day. We haven't really shopped for any furniture yet, I mean I have window shopped and have an idea of what I would like for baby furniture and what it is going to cost us but Mr. Bud hasn't gotten to really look at any of this yet.

We really don't have anything going on to much to report about so I am going to go to a couple of funnies from the week of what family has said to me.

On Tuesday my mom found out what the dates are for the spring car sale, that the credit union she works for, are May 7th and 8th. So she calls and leaves me a message that the baby better not be late. Like we really have any control over that but thanks anyway. When I got to actually talk to her I told her she'd better talk to her grandchild about that one and while she was at it could she ask it not to come 3 weeks early like mommy did. If this baby comes 3 weeks early like I did I would have it on Easter. Now I know this sounds selfish(because frankly it may be a wee bit) but I would like to enjoy my ham, mashed potatoes and deviled eggs please! To which she responded the baby will come when it comes. Really mom? I never thought that that would happen :)

Now on Thursday Mr Daffodil Bud went to get Subway for lunch. The woman that manages our local Subway is a friend of Mr. Bud's from high school. Well apparently she recently( about 4 months ago) had a baby girl. So Mr bud tells me when I get home from work that night about his friend having had a baby girl and says to me "you'll never guess what she named her" to which I reply "the name I have had picked out for years?". Yeppers his friend has named her daughter the name I have picked out for ours if we ever have a daughter. I told him I really didn't care, the name is a family name that I picked out when my great-grandmother passed when I was 19. The name is gaining popularity again but I don't care if my future daughter goes to school with 4 in every class, it is a family name meant to honor a woman who meant the world to me.

So there are our crazy things this week. Hope to have more to report on next week once I have seen the doctor again.

Every family has nuts some just don't fall far from the tree

Well right now I am 10 weeks and just waiting for my next doctors appointment and just experiencing the same symptoms I have been. Nausea,tender breasts and fatigue.


So I thought now would be the perfect time to talk a little about family and how sometimes they are just a bit nutty. Now don't get me wrong because I love my family but sometimes they are just too much.



To start off we'll talk a bit about my stepmother. When I was a junior in high school my dad and stepmother got together. She had just had a baby and very shortly thereafter she and my dad were expecting my baby brother. When I was a senior in high school my father and stepmother had my brother and then got married. Flash forward nearly 18 years, I have gotten married and am expecting my 1st child. My stepmother is freaked out by the fact that she is going to be a grandma. She is younger than my dad and only 8 years older than me. I realize that becoming grandma at 43 is a bit scary but I am more than old enough to have a baby. If it were my 18 year old stepsister or 17 year old brother about to make her a grandmother I would totally get the freak out but I am just not being understanding because it is me and find it ridiculous that she is acting for lack of a better term so bratty about it all.



Then we have my mom. My mother is a very kind loving person and would do anything for me including drive me to the brink of insanity. She was Momzilla when we were planning my wedding and while I was grateful for her help I had to remind her that it was my wedding more than once. Well now she keeps getting on me about Mr. Daffodil Bud and whether or not he's chosen a boys name yet. I have had a girls name picked for many years and mom knows it. She is just concerned that if Mr. Daffodil Bud doesn't come up with a boys name then when we have an ultrasound that it will end up being a boy. She really wants the baby to be a girl and is calling the baby by my girls name when she refers to it.



Next we have my mother in law. As far as mother in laws go I have pretty much hit the jackpot when it comes to someone who I know cares about me and I can feel comfortable around. The thing that she is doing every time I am around her is trying to feed me more food. She keeps insisting I need more because I am eating for two. I keep telling her that I don't need an extra candy bar, slice of pizza, etc. because I am not hungry for it and trust me when I need extra I start feeling like starving marvin. She is good about what she calls the baby though one time its granddaughter then the next its grandson. She is at least waiting until we have the ultrasound to permanently start calling it s/he.



And for this installment of the nutty family chronicles we have dear Mr. Daffodil Bud himself.

I asked him to come up with a boys name seeing as how I had a girls name already picked (that he has already agreed to). He is a wee bit redneck and works in a shop with some that are more than a wee bit redneck. So one night he comes home and says he had a name. So I asked him what it was. He says Cooter Billy Bob. Um nope try again so then he asks how about Jorge Jesus and I had to ask him which one of us was Hispanic. Not that there is anything technically wrong with that name but Mr. Daffodil Bud and I are two very pale skinned ethnic mutts. So we are still at square one on a boys name.



And for not having much to say this post got long in an instant. Thank you for reading about my nutty(and mostly lovable) family.

Always waiting for something

So yesterday I had my 10 week appointment (well 9.5 weeks) and was all excited going in because at my 1st appointment the nurse told me they would likely try to find our little buds heartbeat on Doppler.

When I got there my appointment didn't quite go the way I envisioned. I got to go pee in a cup (yay will get to do this every time) and then got taken back to the exam room and had my vitals taken. Then the nurse steps out and I get to strip naked and sit on the table in my little johnny and paper sheet. Midwife comes in to examine me and lecture me on all sorts of stuff. Like don't be around smokers and don't drink caffeine. Also she tells me for every hour I am in the car I need to stop and get out for 10 minutes. Well my drive to work is about an hour and 10 minutes, she says you still need to get out don't go the extra 10 minutes just leave earlier. I am already leaving my house an hour and a half before I have to be to work. I am gone an average of 11 hours for an 8 hour shift.

So then they decide that I get to have my flu shot while I am there. My arm is still smarting from it right now. I also get the lovely news that I get an H1N1 shot next visit, well I am probably going to be opting out of that one. They did not try and find the baby's heartbeat at this appointment so I was a bit disappointed.

I did find out that my 3 hour glucose test came back fine so that was good news.

So now we are waiting again. 4 weeks until the next appointment waiting, wondering if everything is going ok.

I am a little bit jealous and envious of the girls who have already had ultrasounds at 6-8 weeks but I am hoping and praying that everything is going well and continues to be that way.

Not much to report this week

So other than being extremely tired I haven't got much to talk about right now.

I am in a waiting game for results from my 3 hour glucose test and my next appointment is next Wednesday.

So far I am still pretty much dealing with the same symptoms: Tiredness, queasiness and tender breasts.

Perhaps I'll hear more about my glucose test before my doctors appointment.

Hit the 1st bump in the pregnancy

My doctors office called today, while I was at work and left a message on my voice mail that I didn't get until 11pm. My one hour glucose tolerance test was a little high so I win the lovely prize of having to have the 3 hour test done.

With my medical issues over the past couple of years I know that I am at a higher risk for gestational diabetes and this is why my doctor has tested me so early in the first place.
So tomorrow (or rather later this morning) I get to call and find out how much fun the next test will be.

The journey may not be easy but I think in the end it will be all worth it once our little Daffodil Bud is here.

Ahhhh Family.....

Yesterday my aunt and uncle hosted a small cookout for part of the family, basically my mom and I and my grandparents along with my aunt, uncle and their 2 sons. Well my grandmother has Alzheimer's disease and of course you never know on any given visit what she'll remember and what she won't.



Yesterday had been one week since most of the family found out that we are expecting and I was surprised that grandma remembered except for the comments were priceless. 1st thing she said to me when I walked into my aunt and uncles was "boy you are putting on weight"hmmm not really but thanks.

A little while later she asked me if I was pregnant again, ummm no grandma I am still pregnant with my 1st.



Now sometimes with grandma you have to wonder if she knows who she is really talking to but she called me by name so I guess she thinks I am fat and pregnant with my 2nd or 3rd and not my 1st.



Gotta love family.....

1 year down

So today marks the end of the 1st year of marriage for Mr. Daffodil Bud and I. 1 year ago we got married after having been together for 7 years. Our 1st year of marriage has had its ups and downs, mainly health issues for Mr. Daffodil Bud. Our biggest and best surprise though would be that just 3 weeks before our 1st anniversary we found out that we are expecting the little bud.

I am considering my little bud to be my best if not only anniversary gift this year even if I did "get it" early. So now we forge ahead to year 2 and the beginning of parenthood added to the dynamic that is the Daffodil Bud household. Lots of changes are in store. Here's hoping that we don't hit too many obstacles along the way.

Just feeling Blah

So we are creeping up on week 7 of this pregnancy and I just can't shake the tiredness and the queasiness. If I could take a nap whenever I wanted to I would so be there.

So far other than being tired I have felt pretty good. I had to go back to the OB's office this week to have my TB test read and it was negative (yippee!!). Although the trip to the OB's office at that time of day was very interesting, just the difference of the people that are there in the afternoon compared to early in the morning when I usually go.

I am "out" to most of the family because if I hadn't started making the phone calls Monday after my 1st appointment my mother would have exploded. I am a little bit nervous about that but I am dealing and if something does go wrong we do have a nice big support group so I feel a bit better there.

I guess things with me are just status quo for now. :)

The waiting game is hard

So now that we aren't waiting to try to have a baby and we are pregnant I think the waiting game is getting twice as hard.

1st was the 2 week wait to go to the first OB appointment. I was so nervous and excited about that appointment all in one bundle. My 1st appointment yesterday was a nurse asking me tons of questions, giving me tons of info, a TB test and drinking some nasty liquid for my 1st glucose tolerance test(GTT). I am prediabetic so I get to do the GTT now and as long as I passed now I still get to do it when normal pregnant women do, Yippee more straight sugar liquid. After I got to wait an hour to have blood drawn they had to take 8 vials from me for all the blood work. The vampires were hungry is what my grandfather told me.

So now the next wait is getting to actually see the doctor and have a physical where they will hopefully be able to hear the heartbeat on Doppler. That appointment is basically 3 1/2 weeks from now.

Then the worst wait of all is unless there are any complications I won't get an ultrasound until 18-20 weeks. I really want to see our little bud but I want the pregnancy to be a trouble free as possible as well so I will just (im)patiently wait to see the baby.

My mother is going to drive me crazy

Ladies (and any gentlemen who may read this), my mom is already starting to drive me up a wall. When I told her our big news this week I asked that she keep it quiet. She has told me that other than her co-workers she has only told one other person. She has told one of my aunts who doesn't keep in contact with the rest of the family. That is ok with me but I guess said aunt is into knitting and wants to know when we find out (if we find out) what the baby is so she can do something other than green and yellow. I said to mom oh just tell her to knit something rainbow, thinking that would be cool and then if we don't find out and have subsequent kids it would be useful for all.

Well I should have known, oh so now we know what you'll do the nursery in she says. Ummmm Mom I haven't started planning that far ahead as I am only 6 weeks on Sunday I really want to make sure things are going well before I start planning that much.

Mom works a half day on Monday and I thought cool I'll be in town why don't we get together and go out to dinner as we haven't spent much time together this summer with my crazy work schedules. So she has suggested I go to places like Target, Walmart, Toys R Us and start making a list of what we need and want nursery and baby wise, while I wait for her to be done with the doctors appointment she has right after work.

I love my mom I really really do but now I know that she is definitely where I get the plan plan plan gene from.

So now in addition to the anxiousness over my 1st OB appointment I have to wonder what my mother has planned for our baby already.

So the journey has begun

Mr Daffodil Bud and I found out August 15th that we are expecting our first little bud. Based on my LMP we are due about April 25th 2010. I don't go to see my OB until August 31st (next Monday).

So the next few days are a waiting game. The only things that are even making me "feel" pregnant are that I have sore boobs, pee what seems like every 5 minutes and if I could would nap 5-6 times a day. Oh and this week I am getting queasy all the time, no actual sickness yet but it is sure to be coming.

So I am (im)patiently waiting for my doctors appointment to confirm things so that I can at least start spilling the beans about our little bud to the family. I told my mother this week because I have a hair and nail appointment on Friday and with as queasy as I have been if I need to tell the stylist to stop I want to be able to tell her why so its not like I am viewed as icky and contagious. My mom and I go to the same stylist and our stylist banks with the credit union my mom works at. If mom had found out from someone other than me or Mr. Daffodil Bud, she would have been devastated.

One of the things that makes me so very nervous about telling too many people early is the fact that my mom had me and then multiple miscarriages after me. I am afraid that this could happen to me. I try not to dwell on this fear and would actually welcome some other pregnancy symptoms just to feel as if things are going well.

Here's hoping my next 9 months are as healthy and happy as they can be.

Daffodil Bud: Starting the Journey

The bags are packed and the car is gassed up and here we are waiting to leave the driveway.The journey we are waiting to begin is our personal TTC journey.







My husband (Mr. Daffodil Bud) and I have been married for almost a year, together as a couple for 8. We are a mid 30's couple,I am 34 and he is 32. Eventually time will run out and we are closer than other couples we know to having to make that decision of if we have trouble what lengths do we go to , to have kids.







We were supposed to get out of the driveway this summer but unfortunate events have put us behind our "schedule". I went off birth control at the end of February and at the end of April my husband got laid off from his job. He just went back to work at the end of July.



Right now we aren't actively TTC but we have moved past TTA. So we are really at the point of what happens will happen. In a few months if we haven't gotten that big fat positive pregnancy test we will start actively trying to make sure we are giving ourselves that best shot at it but for now we are content just going with the flow.



Hopefully this journey will be a smooth one but we are being realistic and know that there are likely to be detours and bumps in the road.

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About 2 weeks after originally writing this intro post we got our "lets see what happens" BFP.

So now we are beginning that journey down the road where 2 (plus a cat and a dog) becomes 3.

Excitement and fear of the unknown are sure to lie ahead but we are on the way.