First and foremost, we are having a baby! Eeek! We are due September 3, 2014, and I'm currently 10 weeks and 5 days along.
So I was really horrible and didn't do ANYTHING with this for the majority of the first trimester (which ends in a few weeks). I had every intention to, but I suck. I'm gonna try and divide this up into multiple posts so it's not an endless stream of word vomit.
Part I: The Decision (some of this might be TMI)
Jon and I decided that once we hit our one year wedding anniversary in August that we were going to start trying to add to our little family. I had an official Air Force Physical Fitness Test in October, so we decided that would be when we officially started trying. I got some prenatal vitamins from the clinic here on base so I could start taking them early (as recommended by the doctor I saw).
That first month was more of a "let's just wing it and see what happens." I had a minor anxiety attack (okay, a complete and total freakout) at the end of October when I would have tested because I had no idea what was going on and was over analyzing every single symptom. I ended up testing multiple times, and got Big Fat Negatives (BFNs) every day until my monthly visitor came a calling.
During this time, I joined The Bump, and started posting on the Trying to Get Pregnant board. The ladies on there have a lot of information, and there is an awesome blog that some of them put together for newbies. I read that blog and participated on the board, and learned so much about my body in the two week wait (TWW) I had in October.
Once I hit Cycle Day (CD) 1 at the beginning of November, and figured out that I wasn't knocked up, I decided to start tracking my Basal Body Temperature (BBT) to try and figure out when I was ovulating and when to actually start testing. I also tracked some other secondary symptoms just to get the hang of it.
Jon was in Texas getting our cats set up to come over to Hawaii, and was there the entire month, so we took a break. I read up on everything I could trying to conceive (TTC) related, and armed myself with information to be prepared for next month.
When Jon got back at the end of November, I was ready to go. CD 1 for December came, and we were anxious to get started. I temped, and recorded the temps and other fertility signs in Fertility Friend (an awesome website), and we did the deed (DTD) every day the three days before I ovulated...then came the fun part of waiting.
I was having some spotting issues right after I ovulated, so I immediately started to get discouraged. At that point I was just waiting to get it over with so we could try again next month. A little part of me said not to give up, so I still continued to have a little hope.
The Test
Nine days after I ovulated, something in me told me to test (I had been obsessively testing a few days before that, but I knew it wouldn't yield anything). I took a Wondfo test (cheapie Internet test) and got a super squinter, so I decided to wait a few hours and then try with a pink-dye First Response Early Result (FRER). I got a pretty immediate pink line, but Jon didn't want to believe it until I tested with a digital, so I did just that. It came up positive, and shit just got real.
(To be continued with Part II: Weeks 3-7)
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