I started a new blog!

I just wanted to say thank you for following my blog. I decided to start a new one. tarachris2@blogspot.com I feel like this baby deserves a new fresh start so I am dedicating my new blog to just him or her. I would love for you to join us in this crazy journey!

We did it!!! Got a BFP!!

It’s been two weeks since I found out I was pregnant. I’ve wanted to blog but I was afraid that if I put it in writing it would jinx it and honestly with all the Dr. appointment and running around I just haven’t had the time.
So, I found out the day before my birthday. My fertility friend chart was looking awesome and all the girls from BBC were really getting my hopes up. That Saturday morning was 14dpo. I used the first response pregnancy test and got a BFP. There was no guessing. There were two very dark lines. I walked into the bedroom and woke up Chris with the good news. It was a wonderful birthday gift! Sunday we went to Atlantic City. I got a free room at Cesar’s and I had booked dinner at Budakan. The rooms were wonderful and the bed was so comfortable. Dinner was amazing. We couldn’t stop licking our fingers. It would have been nice to have a drink. Chris had a Mie tie and he was nice enough to give me his cherry. Reality sank it when I realized I couldn’t have a drink. No drinking, no smoking and no hot tub!! It’s going to be a very long summer, but so worth it!!
So, after our fun weekend I called my high risk Dr. to make an appointment. He had said to come in immediately once I found out I am pregnant. Well the receptionist booked my appointment for April 2nd. After arguing with her she said I could come in for blood work that Friday, which I did. So, Friday March 20th I got a phone call in the afternoon from one of the nurses’ congratulation me and telling me my numbers looked really good. I mentioned to her what the Dr. had to me about the blood thinner and she said to come in on Monday for more blood work and she would talk to the Dr. then. I went in Monday morning and reminded the nurse and she went right into the Dr. office. He said if my number went up that day that I should start the blood thinner the following day. So I got a call the following day from the nurse. My numbers had tripled and she wanted me to come in and get my prescription and instruction for the lovenox. I went in at 2:30. Chris came with me because I was so nervous. I thought she was going to make me inject the shot right there and then, but she didn’t. The instruction took 5 minutes and we left. I went strait to the pharmacist and had the prescription filled. I head heard horror stories about how expensive Lovenox was. To my surprise it was on $17 for a three month prescription. I was extremely thrilled.
Tuesday night I went about with my normal routine and than at 10 pm I grab my glass of water with ice and headed upstairs to bed. I iced my stomach for a few minutes, cleaned the area with the rubbing alcohol and stuck the needle in. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be and I only got a tiny little bruise. I was thinking… I can totally do this!!! This is easy!! Everything is going to work out. I felt great.
The next night I did the same thing but this time the needle pinched going in and than stung like hell for 10 minutes. I was crying on the phone with Chris. I can’t do this for 9 months!!! I have a huge purple bruise on my stomach the size of a half-dollar. The next few nights weren’t as bad. I have bruises all around my belly button. Not very attractive, but I guess if this works it will be worth it!

I had a bit of a scare this weekend. Chris and I did a lot of running around and than we had sex in the afternoon on Saturday. Saturday night after dinner I went to the bathroom and I saw brown blood on the toilet paper. I freaked out and started crying. I thought it was the start of a miscarriage. All these terrible thoughts went through my head. I kept thinking this was it. If I lose this baby there is no hope for the future. This treatment I am on is my only hope. If it does work we have to discuss other options. I not mentally ready for that. The blood went away and I just had some light cramping. I spent the rest of Satruday and most of Sunday on the couch. I guess I have to wait until Thursday to find out if everything is OK. Its our first ultrasound. I don’t know if its too early to hear the heart beat but I am praying that we do. I’ll fell much better than.

Six Months???

I walked into work today excited that it was Friday and that I made it through another week. As I put my stuff down on my desk I just happened to glance at the calendar. Friday, Feb. 27th. Why does that number bother me? As I just wrote that I realized the number 27 is my husband’s favorite number, he was also born on the 27th. When we go to AC we always play number 27 on roulette. But this time as I looked at the number an overwhelming feeling of sadness came over me. I realized its 6 months today since I lost my son. Could it really be six months? I can’t believe that much time has gone by. How did I not know that the six months angelvirsary was today? I’ve lost track of time. Six months? That’s a whole half of a year!!!Gone. When did time start flying by so fast? What have I been doing? Why does it all seem like a blur? I just noticed I didn’t even post around my EDD. I know I was sick with a cold than but I guess I didn’t have the same feelings of sorrow. What kind of a person am I, what kind of a mother would forget about the six month anniversary of losing their baby? I know why. It’s because I have been completely obsessed with trying to get pregnant again. It’s become my life. It’s all I do. Not a minute goes by where I am not reading, discussing, posting, temping, testing and thinking about becoming pregnant. It has completely taken over my life!!! My mind knows that no pregnancy and child will ever take the place of the one I lost, but my heart doesn’t know the difference. It just wants to love a living baby and it just feels like once it can do that everything will be OK. I don’t talk about ttc with my family or friends. To them it’s not a big deal. Mom always says, don’t worry, you’ll get pregnant again. You’ll have a baby. Don’t try so hard, it will just happen. I get more pissed every time she says it. How the hell does she know? Did she forget that I lost a baby? It’s like everyone forgot. No one asks me how I ‘m doing. No one ever brings it up. It’s like it never happened. I feel completely alone and depressed. I remember the day my OB told me there was no heart beat. It’s a day I will never forget and I remember it like it was yesterday. It has changed me forever. My pregnancy was the most amazing 16 weeks of my life and now I feel like I will never be truly happy again. What if I never get pregnant again? What if I never am able to carry a baby to full term? I long to know what if feel like to carry a baby, to feel it move, kick and hiccup. I dream about laboring for hours and than hearing the sweet sound of a crying baby, my baby. The fear and anxiety I have about getting pregnant again is overwhelming. I feel like I have been robbed of my chances of truly having a blissful pregnancy. I feel like I have lost myself in this ttc journey.
Baby boy, I am so sorry. Mommy loves you. You know she would never forget you. I loved you from the moment you were conceived and I dreamed about the day I could hold you in my arms. You were taken too soon, but I find solace in knowing you are in heaven with God and playing peacefully with your Great grand parents. You will always be my first child. I will never forget you.

I'm not looking forward to my trip

So today is Tuesday. It is my first day back to work after a long holiday weekend. I had hoped for a great weekend before I left for Canada. I leave tonight after work at 8pm. Friday night I went to see my friend El and her new baby boy, Antonio. I had been putting of visiting for almost two months. He is absolutely adorable and I couldn’t be happier for her, but at the same time I couldn't wait to get out of there. I held the baby for a half hour and it took every ounce of strength I have to keep from crying. It's still unimaginable to me that I would have had a son in three weeks. I left Ell’s house and went to my friend Susie's. She has two children. A boy and a girl. They are older, 4 and almost 2 and a lot more fun. They loved the Christmas gifts I gave them and seeing them running around and playing put a smile on my face.
Sunday my husband and I went to our friend Larry’s father’s wake. He died suddenly for reasons I still do not understand. There were so many people and flowers. I just can't help but wonder, how many lives did he touch?
Anyway, we got home around nine, I went to the bathroom and to my surprise AF showed up. She gave me no sign she was coming. No bloating, no cramping, no back pain!! She is 7 days early. I am so upset and disappointed. I had planned my Canada trip this week in the hope that it would get me thought the 2ww, but now I am leaving knowing that I am still not pregnant. I shouldn't even be going on this trip. I had stopped traveling in August. I thought I would be out on maternity leave by now, maybe even looking for a new job and never having to travel away from my family again. I don't want to go to Canada. I do not want to spend my nights in a hotel room. It gets so lonely and depressing. I can’t wait for this week to be over.

Stupid weekend, Stupid OPK!!!!!

So, 2009 has not started in the way I had hoped. My husband has been sick with a terrible cold for the last two weeks, and I have been fighting it. We decided to BD every other day in the hopes of ttc this month. I am really hoping to be pregnant before my EDD of Feb. 7th. The EOD thing has been going well except for the fact that DH and I work opposite shift, so we have to BD when he gets home around 1am!!! I am completely exhausted and not in the mood and it is taking all the fun and excitement out of making a baby. I have been taking an OPK every day since Jan. 4th. I thought I started early because I ran out of test by Saturday and had to buy a new pack. I still have not gotten a positive read on the OPK. I am really concerned. The OPk worked for me last time!!! My cycle is off a few days, so I just don’t know exactly when I will O. Maybe I did already! I hope we didn’t miss is. We should have BD on Saturday but we were both feeling sick and I had just received bad news from my neighbor and good friend. Her and her husband have been trying to have a baby for a while. She went into the hospital on Wednesday to find out she had an ectopic pregnancy. The embryo had to be cut out and she had a D&C. She was in the hospital over night. Her Dr. informed her that she has to wait three cycles to give her body to heal. I fell just terrible for them. I spent Saturday morning with her crying. Her husband is ten years older than her and they are desperate to have a baby before he feels too old. I guess between her bad news and my cold, I was just not in the mood for BD. So, we BD on Thursday, not Friday or Saturday…but we BD on Sunday and Monday. I hope it was good enough. I am leaving for Canada next week so that will keep my mind off of testing for a while. I return on Friday Jan. 23rd and I plan on testing either that night or the next morning. I guess there is nothing left to do but pray!