June 27, 2009
Yes, that's our spare bedroom. Yes, it's looked like that for over a year. Yes, it's absurd. But leaving it up seemed less weird to me than taking it all down and leaving the room completely empty. (OK, mildly less weird. Also I'm just lazy.)
But apparently what Charlie wants, Charlie gets. After a week of doing everything wrong -- lots of booze, sitting in hot tubs, eating sushi, taking large doses of NyQuil -- it turns out that I am pregnant again.
We laughed that this is our "unplanned" pregnancy. My friend's mother, an OB nurse, asked me what my doctor's plan was now. Plan? There isn't one this time around! This was our Hail Mary. This was me looking at my husband one night and saying, "We could try this and potentially save $12,000...whaddya think?" and then completely putting it out of my head because, seriously, neither of us thought it would work.
I took a pregnancy test to confirm that I was not pregnant, before I contacted the IVF doctor to get my PGD bloodwork started.
I took a second one because I didn't believe the result of the first one.
We have no plan. I ran and hurried to take a prenatal vitamin because, let's face it, after two and a half unsuccessful years I had gotten pretty lax about remembering to do that.
Anyway, I'm just putting it out here because, well, this is where I cash chips.
I told my husband that my feelings about the miracle of life have actually regressed, gotten creepier. I was always a life-starts-at-conception person. And now, now I feel like we have to wait around and see if this becomes a baby. It has a 50% chance of being a baby or a 50% chance of being...a lump of mutated cells. I hate that this is what this process has done to me, that it's made me detach myself so much. That I'm like some gross abortion advocate who only sees a lump of cells. But that's where I'm at these days. It doesn't become a baby until it has a heartbeat. And even then...Baby #2 had one of those...
I'm just hanging back for the next three weeks or so. Hey, three weeks, that's when my husband deploys. How convenient.
So one of two things will happen. 1) This will be a baby, in which case my husband will already be deployed by the time a heartbeat can be detected and will still be deployed when the baby is born. What marvelous timing. Or 2) It will be a lump of cells, in which case there will be no heartbeat, I will take care of business because I am now a pro at miscarriage, and then I will start the bloodwork for the PGD and proceed as planned, only a month or two behind schedule.
Either way, whatever.
I know no one knows how to react to this news. I told AWTM over the phone and her reaction was like "Um, yay?, er, right? Hooray! er..." so I just decided to put it here instead. If you don't read my blog, I'm not telling you.
You can feel however you want about the news. I'd prefer if you didn't get too excited, or tell me that the fourth time's a charm or something. But happy's OK. And hopeful is good too. (Note: Do not tell me that this happened because I "relaxed" or I will ban you from my blog. Or I would if I knew how to do that. Even though this is our "unplanned" pregnancy, there was nothing haphazard about it. The day was specifically chosen to maximize success. We just didn't plan for it to work. Hence the booze and hot tubs. This is as close to a whoopsie as the Groks can get.)
At this point, I don't know if I'll talk about it anymore, at least not until Heartbeat Week. Not until I know anything for certain.
But let's see if we can get Charlie that baby he wants...
Actually, I'm pretty sure Charlie just wants to play with all the baby's toys.
And my husband says that if this baby lives, he wants to name it John Elway. (Now that's a bit of guy trivia that I didn't get: three Superbowl losses before a win.) AWTM says we should name it Bellagio if it's a girl. We got jokes.
My husband says he just really doesn't want a Jim Kelly baby.
(How does that man remember how many Super Bowls every quarterback lost but can't remember where anything is located in our kitchen?)
Posted by: Sarah at
12:59 PM
| Comments (37)
| Add Comment
Post contains 818 words, total size 5 kb.
I have happiness and hope. But stuff for the other side too.
This totally made me smile at any rate.
It would be super fantastic nice. And for this time when the scales aren't tipping noticeably either way, I'll be practicing some jedi mind tricks for it to go the way I want it to.
Posted by: wifeunit at June 27, 2009 03:08 PM (LXXeU)
I know you've mixed emotions - I get it, but I'm still excited that you have this chance. I'll be following along and hoping for all the best for you!
Posted by: rc at June 27, 2009 04:01 PM (89qJF)
Posted by: awtm at June 27, 2009 04:37 PM (NuDbL)
Posted by: The Army Wife at June 27, 2009 04:56 PM (wB597)
Posted by: LAW at June 27, 2009 04:58 PM (eBMwP)
Posted by: dutchgirl at June 27, 2009 06:23 PM (hLAkQ)
Posted by: sharona at June 27, 2009 07:11 PM (BeRta)
Posted by: Heather at June 27, 2009 08:54 PM (E/7hG)
Posted by: airforcewife at June 27, 2009 09:08 PM (NqbuI)
You are welcome to dial my number and cash chips like a crazy person.
Posted by: Guard Wife at June 27, 2009 10:50 PM (UIGsI)
Posted by: awtm at June 27, 2009 11:05 PM (NuDbL)
Don't let him watch this movie. It might give him ideas.
Seriously, count me on the hope bandwagon.
Posted by: Amritas at June 27, 2009 11:56 PM (2eQQr)
Posted by: Miss Ladybug at June 28, 2009 12:19 AM (paOhf)
Praying so hard for you!
Posted by: FbL at June 28, 2009 12:38 AM (HwqvF)
Posted by: Pamela at June 28, 2009 12:51 AM (jV2Nw)
Posted by: Susan at June 28, 2009 02:58 AM (Y8ZGj)
We just need to figure out how to tax your uterus and they'd be all over it. (Pun not intended. Bawney Fwank would most certainly not be all over your uterus for any reason.)
No pork comments either.
And the more I think about it, centripetal forces at pole position may have had some effect. (Pun only partially intended.)
In any case, I am happy for you and just as excited as I am every time, just as hopeful for success, and just as worried. That is, "just as" being relative to how I feel, not comparing my feelings on the issue to how you feel.
Feet and knees together now.
Posted by: Chuck at June 28, 2009 06:04 AM (r6BDb)
Posted by: MaryIndiana at June 28, 2009 08:28 AM (CZowR)
Posted by: David Boxenhorn at June 28, 2009 09:07 AM (0Zrfb)
I'm a long time lurker in the "hoping Charlie gets what he wants" camp.
I'm happy, hopeful, and praying for you, the often deployed hubs, and the perpetual puppy.
Posted by: sheila at June 28, 2009 10:30 AM (Bf9pt)
Posted by: CaliValleyGirl at June 28, 2009 10:38 AM (deur4)
Posted by: airforcewife at June 28, 2009 12:04 PM (NqbuI)
Full of hope and cautious optimism - with prayers for good measure. And with you, at least in spirit, the whole way through.
Hugs to you and the hubby, and scritches to Charlie.
Posted by: jck at June 28, 2009 12:07 PM (d6k/G)
Posted by: Leofwende at June 28, 2009 01:45 PM (28CBm)
Oh, my gosh, I get slack for one day, and this!
Happy and excited, and praying. And possibly standing on my head in the garden. (It worked for AFW's MIL's house...)
Posted by: She of the Sea at June 28, 2009 06:42 PM (J1l7A)
Posted by: Mrs. Who at June 28, 2009 09:41 PM (S5QVM)
Makes sense don't it? {wink}
Pat Charlie on the head for me. And give MrGrok a wink nudge.
We all must meet face to face sometime. Oh the stories we could share!
Posted by: Darla at June 29, 2009 12:07 AM (LP4DK)
Posted by: Sarah at June 29, 2009 06:34 AM (TWet1)
Posted by: loquita at June 29, 2009 09:18 AM (4gstU)
I am staying with hopeful. The way this happened is quite different from the other times. Maybe you had to do everything wrong lol. I think that was your point at least. Go on ahead and ride a roller coaster while you're at it.
Ok, I could give a hoot about football but somehow even I knew that reference. That scares me a little. Love da jokes, Sarah.
I understand the detachment, at least in the sense I get your logic. I think I'd feel the same way in your shoes. My friend who is pregnant now didn't truly believe she was until the heartbeat. Refused to tell anyone but me for a while. And didn't think about the baby at all until she found out the sex. She had quite a baby bump and wouldn't even talk about it. Sometimes things just don't feel real for people, and it all depends on what is comfortable for that person.
Good luck, and I'm hopeful that this time is successful.
Posted by: Sara at June 29, 2009 10:36 AM (uG01M)
Posted by: Krista at June 29, 2009 11:07 AM (5XpA4)
I hate to tell you this but this same thing happened to my neighbors who never expected to get pregnant, had been married 15 years and WENT TO VEGAS (for a convention) and came back pregnant. Well, don't know where you were when it happened, but it happened and it's about time for you to beat the odds. That's my take anyway.
Posted by: Ruth H at June 29, 2009 02:06 PM (4u82p)
Posted by: Mare at June 30, 2009 07:36 AM (HUa8I)
I like Chuck's ideas - made me laugh.
Posted by: HomefrontSix at June 30, 2009 12:30 PM (7Qxzl)
Posted by: Allicadem at June 30, 2009 09:18 PM (U0Sq0)
I'm sending good thoughts your way.
Posted by: Adam at July 01, 2009 06:33 AM (hcSzf)
Posted by: Ann M. at July 01, 2009 10:28 PM (+GQ3g)
48 queries taking 0.0719 seconds, 160 records returned.
Powered by Minx 1.1.6c-pink.