In the beginning....

I've decided to keep a diary of sorts on the developments in the life of baby Conway. I started my other blog for our life as newlyweds, and I do want to continue to post there about the things going on in our lives and not make it completely a baby blog. We'll see how long that lasts! :-) However, I do want to chronicle what's going on with baby C so I'm going to attempt to do that here.

If you're reading this, you probably know how we got here, but it's such a big part of our journey that I feel the need to do a little recap and in a little more detail than I've gone into in the past. Bear with me, this one may be long.

J and I thought we would be one of those couples who had absolutely no trouble conceiving, so we decided to wait at least a year before starting to start our little family. We got married when I was 30 and he was 32, so it seemed like we had plenty of time just in case it didn't happen right away. Turns out, God had other plans for us.

Month after month turned into a year and then a year and a half when we decided it was time to take action. I went to an RE in the summer of 2009 who suspected I had endo and fibroids which could be leading to our trouble conceiving. I had surgery and the endo and fibroids were removed and Dr. Wilshire said if we were going to conceive naturally, the chances would be best in the next 3-4 months. If it didn't work out by then, he suggested we should move on to IUI. In the midst of that 3-4 month period, I was relocated to TN with a new job and we put TTC on the back burner (at least as a priority) while we moved and got settled. We made a deal to revisit with the RE at the first of the year if nothing had happened.

December came and almost went and I think J and I both started to think maybe a baby wasn't in the cards for us. I have absolutely NOTHING against medical intervention in getting pregnant, but something in my gut was telling me it wasn't the way for us. I was pretty set on it happening naturally, and if it didn't, I figured we were meant to be that couple that had the two dogs and traveled when we wanted, did what we wanted, etc. We had also talked briefly about adoption after watching some close friends of ours go through it, but again, didn't know if that was the direction for us.

I prayed about this daily and acknowledged that I was trusting in His plan for us, but hoping we would get some answers soon, as our timeline was nearing the end. That answer came on December 23, 2009.

J and I traveled to Missouri to be with his family for Christmas (we rotate between MO and SC each year). I felt fine and just like every other month, except I did think my breast pain was a little different than my typical cycle soreness. My period was set to arrive anytime between Sunday and Tuesday (we left on Tuesday) so by Wednesday I started thinking something may be up, but refused to get my hopes up for the 24th or so time. We had to go to Wal-Mart Wednesday night and I casually mentioned I wanted to buy a test (or 3). I think J was probably thinking "here we go again" (I have been through A LOT of tests over the last two years) and was just humoring me.

We got back to his parents house that evening and even though we had decided I would wait until Thursday morning to test (you know, 1st morning urine and all that jazz), as soon I got downstairs where we staying I couldn't wait to whip that thing out. I pretty much have no self control at times. :-)

Almost IMMEDIATELY, the line started appearing. First double line I had ever seen and I couldn't believe my eyes. J was upstairs playing the Wii with our nephew so I texted him and asked that he come downstairs. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity I realized he probably didn't have his phone, so I calmly walked upstairs and ask that he come down.

I showed him and he was pretty much speechless. He had just fixed a cocktail and took a big sip and then pulled out the test instructions to make sure we were reading the results correctly. Of course, during all of this, I was crying and shaking and laughing. As I am a terrible liar, we decided that we would go ahead and share the news with the family because it was written all over our faces.

They were all thrilled, although I think my father-in-law was a bit confused at first. When J told him we were pregnant, he asked who was pregnant and looked at my mother-in-law. I think he had a mild panic attack. :-) We then proceeded to call my family in SC who were also thrilled. I don't know that I've ever heard my mom scream so loud. My brother has 3 kids, but I am the only daughter so I think it's a little different for her.

We are now back in TN and trying to get used to the idea. We have our first appointment on Jan. 11 and I am anxiously awaiting that day to make sure all is going according to plan. I feel really good, other than extrememly sore boobs. I have no food aversions, but honestly nothing tastes all that great other than Chef Wang's Chinese buffett. That is NOT a habit I want to get into.

If you've made it this far, thanks for listening and I promise the others won't be anywhere this long. I am so glad to have you along for our journey and will probably be asking for lots of advice from you mamas out there!

Hope you have a great rest of the weekend and happy 2010!