I know its been awhile since I have written here, but here's a little update:
In August, Daniel and I decided that in the following Spring, we would be saying goodbye to our TTC Season, as he would be getting a Vasectomy. I struggled with it, but I was coming to terms with it and even found myself looking forward to the peace, and getting back to normal life again. This month is 7 years since we started trying for our family, and it was time to let go.
In October, I went to Vernon to visit my sister, and my best friend, and to remember Lillian's due date on October 29th. It was a hard time for me and I was very emotional. In fact everything set me off. My sister and best friend comment on how emotional I was. It was like this the whole week I was in Vernon. Everyday it got worse. I thought it was just Lillian's due date that was making me over sensitive. It was to the point that I could not wait to get back home and get back to my normal life. I missed my sanity.
On the bus ride home, the bus was packed with people, and their luggage on the seats. Abigail and I had no where to sit, and when the bus driver saw us in the isle still, he got angry at the other passengers and made a comment about a young woman and her little girl needing a place to sit, and that someone better make room for us. An older gentleman gave us his seat, and I just lost it. Through my tears, I said thank you about 6 times.
At this point, I started to think something was up. I was expecting AF to show up that night on the ride home. After a very long night on the bus ( Abigail threw up 3 times on the bus ).On November 2nd I was returned home. I was so happy to be home. Daniel let me take a nap while he watched Abigail, and when I woke and noticed I was late, I decided it was time to take a test.
In August, Daniel and I decided that in the following Spring, we would be saying goodbye to our TTC Season, as he would be getting a Vasectomy. I struggled with it, but I was coming to terms with it and even found myself looking forward to the peace, and getting back to normal life again. This month is 7 years since we started trying for our family, and it was time to let go.
In October, I went to Vernon to visit my sister, and my best friend, and to remember Lillian's due date on October 29th. It was a hard time for me and I was very emotional. In fact everything set me off. My sister and best friend comment on how emotional I was. It was like this the whole week I was in Vernon. Everyday it got worse. I thought it was just Lillian's due date that was making me over sensitive. It was to the point that I could not wait to get back home and get back to my normal life. I missed my sanity.
On the bus ride home, the bus was packed with people, and their luggage on the seats. Abigail and I had no where to sit, and when the bus driver saw us in the isle still, he got angry at the other passengers and made a comment about a young woman and her little girl needing a place to sit, and that someone better make room for us. An older gentleman gave us his seat, and I just lost it. Through my tears, I said thank you about 6 times.
At this point, I started to think something was up. I was expecting AF to show up that night on the ride home. After a very long night on the bus ( Abigail threw up 3 times on the bus ).On November 2nd I was returned home. I was so happy to be home. Daniel let me take a nap while he watched Abigail, and when I woke and noticed I was late, I decided it was time to take a test.
I was so terrified and happy at the same time. I made my first prenatal appointment for December 4th and found out the my Sister In Law and have the same appointment time with the same Midwife team. Today I am 6 weeks and 4 days pregnant.
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