Where do I begin?
Our ttc journey had ups and downs through out the last year. After our miscarriage in June, I initially wanted to conceive right away. I felt that it was the only way I could heal from the loss. Unfortunately my body didn't think it was ready. The doctor wanted us to wait 3 cycles, I wanted to wait none. I guess God thought the doctor was right...
However, changes in my job situation proved to change our plans for trying to conceive as well. In late August, I found out that I was transferred to Murphy Middle. It was good in some ways, bad in others. I knew I needed to keep a job, so I decided to make the best of it.
I had once thought getting pregnant was really easy... and maybe at one time in my younger days, it was. Each month of getting negative results, I grew worried that maybe it was just not going to happen for us. I know that some people try for years, but being the impatient person that I am... I wanted it NOW.
By Thanksgiving, our lives are pretty stable. I have fit in well at Murphy and Scott is well on his way to opening his own store. I guess timing is everything because something "worked" over the Thanksgiving holidays and by December 9th, I got my first "faint" line on a pregnancy test. I was overjoyed, yet very cautious at the same time. I wanted to tell Scott on Christmas, but there was NO WAY I could wait that long. I did wait a few days, taking daily pregnancy tests (well, sometimes several a day). Finally I was convinced enough to buy an expensive digital test... and that is when I told Scott.
Telling the kids was a different story.
I couldn't bear breaking their hearts if I told them and then this pregnancy ended in another miscarriage. However, we decided that we would tell them on Christmas but only after we had seen the doctor first.