Sometimes when life throws you a curve ball you either swing and miss, or find out that a curve ball is just the kind of pitch you know how to hit. Our curve ball came in the form of a medical diagnoses in November of 2010. We learned that I have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. What does this mean? Well, what it meant to us is the the chance of conceiving on our own was next to none.
At the time, we really didn't have a plan for getting pregnant other than getting me healthy again. I lost nearly 35 pounds in 1 year and then kept if off. This was a pretty big step on my part, mostly because I don't mind being a "Grande Chicka". But if it meant that later things would be easier, so be it!
For 1 year Jacob and I tried to conceive on our own only to have no success. Failed test after failed test, we decided to make an appointment with my Endocrinologist. She decided on a plan for us. Get on Clomid, go for an ultrasound, and if my ovaries showed signs of ovulation, get a shot of Ovidrel and get busy. (If you know what I'm saying.
This shot was the key? Seemed too easy.
Wouldn't you know it 24 hours later my test stick was positive. Holy crap I'm ovulating!
We had given the message to our family to pray for us. That weekend also happened to be our 2nd wedding anniversary from our Maui wedding. I think this was an omen that things where supposed to go our way. So on July 23rd (which was also my daddy's birthday) I took a test, only to be surprised that it was negative. Maura called me that day and I told her "well, it looks like we really suck at making babies, I guess we'll try again!"
A few weeks passed and the normal lady business that I thought was upon me never came. We decided on the morning of Saturday August 4, 2012 that we would take another test to see what was going on.
Positive! OMG what? Did I read that right??!!??
Ironically we where leaving for Costa Rica that next Sunday. What are the chances?
Dr. Trouts office sped up my appointments to give me a proper diagnosis, and to our surprise I was 6 weeks 1 day pregnant! P.S. there is only one little peanut in there, but it could have been more!
So here we are in Costa Rica on an AMAZE-BALLS vacation and I'm the one serving drinks to Maura, Ryan and Jake. I also missed out on the jungle zip line, but this little nugget is worth it!
I got to see the baby again and here its heartbeat on Friday August 24th.
This was 8 weeks 1 day.
And again later that day at the Endocrinologists office, where she graduated me to a regular OB.
So... baby Phillips is due April 4, 2013.
We are just so thankful and feel so blessed by the many many prayers that came our way!
Thank you God for this beautiful creation and the love that you have shown us. We are incredibly grateful!
