Well the cat is totally out of the bag now thanks to my husband. I really hope that doesn’t come back to bite us in the ass. I’m being as understanding as I can be because I know he’s just excited. For that reason alone I’ll let it go and not tell him that I’m irked.

99.9% of people are happy for us. Almost everyone though is saying “Enjoy it since this is your last“. Who said it’s our last? Is there some unwritten rule that we are only allowed to have 2 kids? Honestly we’re planning on having one more after this. We’re also getting a lot of people saying “I bet you hope it’s girl this time“. Again, why? We don’t really care. Sure neither family has a girl and it would be refreshing, but having a boy would save a ton of money in clothes. Honestly we really don’t care. I think it goes back to the comment of it being our last and people think we should have one of each. What’s it to people? I never correct them, what’s the point.

I had a Doctor’s appointment today. I got my results from my beta at 13dpo. It was 52. I was about the same with Thing 1 at that point. Next week I go in for a full blood panel including a repeat beta. He’s confident that everything is ok so he’s not going to check regularly to make sure it doubles, he’s just going to see to make sure it’s raised adequately next week. I’m fine with that.

Because of my horrid stomach I was given a few things pre emptively. I’m already a little bit quesy so I think it’s a good plan. The first thing he did was put me on a prescription prenatal that is easier on the stomach. It is called PregVit. I was also given Diclectin again.

There really isn’t anything to report past that.

When we first starting trying we floated some names around. Well despite being barely pregnant this little one is already officially named. It’s a unisex name so s/he’ll have the same no matter who’s in there. A different middle name though. I won’t divulge the name here just yet so the wrong eyes don’t see it. Don’t worry all, you will all know the name & gender in time.

As for my due date it’s December 3rd. Well if you want to go by my ovulation day then it’s the 5th but I know my Doc will insist on going by LMP. I could change the day I say my LMP is but I figure why bother, what’s 2 days right? My birthday is on the 7th so who knows, maybe I’ll share my birthday. Given my history with Thing 1 it will likely be a November baby anyway. We have a little theme going on in our family that seems even to extend to the pets. All of our birthdays have a 7 in it. Mine is the 7th, as is Thing 1’s and both of my dogs. Hubby is the 27th as is our Cat. So this little’n has just got to be born on November 17th or 27th. Time will tell but that’s my theory anyway.

I’m on no rush this time around. With Thing 1 I just wanted him here. I had a love/hate relationship with pregnancy. I know it’s early yet but this time I don’t even mind when I feel yucky (which seems to have already set in) and I don’t care if I end up feeling pregnant forever. I think the only thing I wouldn’t mind happening now is maternity leave but that’s a whole other story.

I woke up this morning, tested negative. I had a blood draw a few hours later. Since I am a ¹POAS addict after all I bought more tests on the way home from work. I had been drinking water all day but POAS anyway. This is what I got…

It’s faint but I’ll take it! Holy Shit! I’m not infertile after all and am going to have another baby!

¹POAS = Pee on a Stick

So my period has yet to show up and I am still waiting on my elusive +ve. I am 13DPO today. Physically I feel pregnant but emotionally I am preparing to be devastated disappointed.

I had a blood draw this morning for a quantitative HCG serum but I should not expect results for 24-48 hours. I guess I shouldn’t complain as that’s the price to pay for free health care. My Cervix (because I’m sure everyone wants to hear this) is slammed shut so this may be a good thing.

It’s amazing how trying to have a baby can totally fuck with your brain. Some days I wish I was a total moron about my own body. I’m not sure if that would make any of this easier as I still wouldn’t know if I was pregnant but the grass is always greener on the other side isn’t it? Hubby insists that if we are expecting then we won’t find out until tomorrow. Tomorrow is the 1 year anniversary since we lost his Mom. It should by all means be a tough day so he figures we’ll get a +ve to make March 28th a good day again. I hope he’s right no matter how far fetched his reasoning may be.

Well back to Hell… err I mean Work.