Sorry, this one is taking a while to write.
Most of you know that we had an IUI that worked. Well this is it! Here's how my 2 week wait went...
Thursday 05/28 - IUI
Wednesday 06/03 - My grandmother passed away. This is MY Mema. She was the one who was always there. She helped my mom when we were younger. She drove us to school, helped with laundry...her house is where we always went for Chirstmas Eve with the whole family.
She went into the hospital (like many times before) with chest pain and difficulty breathing. She had survived 5 heart attacks, double bi-pass (which she wasn't expected to make it through), 3 kids, 8 grand kids, and 3 great grand kids (at the time). After a long wait in the ER they decided to admit her...again. Here's what I saw...
My grandfather called my mom (who I worked for at the time) to let her know that Mema was being admitted to the hospital again. My mom told him to call when he knew what room number and she would be up there around lunch time. An hour later, my mom busts through the door from the warehouse looking like she was going to throw up. I stood up and asked what had happened. All she could manage was, "She's gone!" I knew exactly what she was talking about, but I don't think it really registered. We stood there holding each other for what seemed like forever. Then shock came over her face when she realized she now needed to call her sister and her brother and tell them what had happened. I did what I could to comfort and help her as she called person after person. And the pain would hit her again every time she said the words, "mom died" and every time she thought of someone she needed to call.
Things were blurry after that for the next few days.
Thursday 06/04 - The viewing was surprisingly okay. Mema looked very peaceful and there were TONS of stories being told. I guess it didn't seem quite real because she was still there physically.
Friday 06/05 - The funeral. This was VERY hard emotionally. I'm sure most people have been in a similar situation so I'm not going to get into it. Looking back, I should have known something was up on the pregnancy front but I was a little distracted, to say the least. My breast hurt so bad that I cringed every time someone wanted to give me a hug. Not just because I didn't want her death to be real, but it hurt like hell with every hug.
Saturday 06/06 - I told my husband that I refused to even think about taking a home pregnancy test until after my Mema's funeral, so Saturday morning I peed on that little white stick. I got the digital read out ones because I didn't want any question of whether there were 2 lines or just 1. I had enough time to finish my business, wash my hands, walk into the living room, and sit down before it registered "Pregnant." My first thought, as funny as it seems, was 'holy crow! they actually do work!' Then came the cautious optimism. It could be reading positive because of the trigger shot (it's the same hormone that is read on a pregnancy test). I mean, it had only been 9 days...still 5 days before my 'missed period.'
Sunday 06/07 - Another positive pregnancy test. I, again, tried to not get my hopes up...but it was getting REALLY hard.
Monday 06/08 - ANOTHER positive pregnancy test. Now my heart is fluttering and I can't sit still. My sister-in-law delivered her daughter this day and she wanted all of the women in her life to be there at the delivery. If I hadn't seen 3 positive pregnancy tests, I probably couldn't have been there. She pushed for about 3 hours, but after about an hour I thought I was going to pass out. Psst! Feeling light headed is VERY common in early pregnancy...much less with what was really going on inside of me.
Tuesday 06/09 - Another positive pregnancy test.
Wednesday 06/10 - Another positive pregnancy test. I never thought I'd like peeing on a stick so much! I should have known there was more going on when, the day before my missed period, I pee on the stick, set it on the side of the bath tub and before I can even stand up it reads positive. :D
Thursday 06/11 - I ran out of home pregnancy tests, but I went in for a blood test. Then I had to wait for the nurse to call me with the results. So me and my husband twiddled our thumbs and tried really hard to think of other things to maybe, just maybe, the time would pass a little faster. My blood was drawn at 8:30am and my phone didn't ring until about 2:30pm. Talk about nervous. When she called, her first words were, "Congratulations! You're pregnant!" Oh my God! I never thought I'd ever hear those words.
She told me that my hCG level was 313. She wanted me to come in the next week for another blood test to see what my doubling time is. (the hCG level should double every 2-3 days in early pregnancy).
Thursday 06/18 - The results of this test was 4044! My first ultrasound was scheduled for 2 weeks later (7 weeks pregnant).
Wait and and see what we found out... (yes, I know most of you know the answer...but it's fun anyways)