Oh my LJ Friends, you have no idea how hard it has been for me not to tell you that I am pregnant.
Here’s what happened:
As we got closer to logging in our dossier with China, it became obvious that the increasing popularity of the program meant that we’d likely wait a minimum of two years for our baby.
So I suggested to Damon that we might take one more crack at getting pregnant. If it happened quickly enough it wouldn’t interfere with the adoption timeline. Damon said he was all for it, provided nothing jeopardized us going to China on schedule. While the bio baby was theoretical at this point, the Chinese baby is concrete to us and neither one of us was willing to do anything to fool with that.
The next part of the plan was fertility testing. We still didn’t want any treatments, but thought it would be good to know if there was any point in trying again. One of those tests for me was called hysterosalpingogram. A doctor injected dye through my reproductive system and then watched on a monitor to see if there were any blockages. We got the all clear, and the information that the test tended to enhance fertility for a few months. And that was all it took. About a week after the test I was pregnant, although I wouldn’t know it for a few weeks.
This all went on in early January. I’ll be 13 weeks tomorrow and am due 10/7. It’s been a little bit of a bumpy ride, complete with miscarriage scares, which has made it a little easier to keep the secret. But now I’ve seen fetus gymnastics on the sonogram and am starting to feel like we’re in business.
All of this also explains why I’ve been so absent from LJ. On one hand, I haven’t been feeling so perky. On the other hand, it’s hard to skirt the subject entirely and still post anything authentic.
I will warn you, it’s my first time being pregnant. I’m pretty sure I invented the condition and everything about it is fascinating. Feel free to skip my posts if you find this annoying.
My feelings won’t be hurt.
Damon and I are over the moon. Two kids in two years is a kind of insanity, but we’re up for it. And after that, I will be closing up shop. Because two… is my absolute limit.
Who likes the idea of a “Where the Wild Things Are” bedroom for two little kids?