2 years

I knew this time would come and I often wondered where we would be after 2 years of trying to have a baby. It was this week 2 years ago I quit taking my birth control. Of course I thought I was pregnant the first month....but they don't tell you that just going off those pills makes you feel different anyway! And then somehow I got pregnant the 3rd month of trying...only to lose it a week later. More trying, and trying, a year later we go on Clomid, monitoring, testing, anda paying for all this monitoring and testing. Get pregnant again only to lose it a month later. And now, here we are with this little miracle inside me growing like a weed. I'll be 14 weeks tomorrow and I can't tell you how happy we are to be here. How excited we didn't have to go through more testing, more costs and more pain. In two years I have gained a new love for my husband who stood by me through everything. Knowing this is all I wanted. I have gained some extra weight that I'm hoping to get off after this little one arrives. I've gained a new perspective of doctors and specialists. Our RE was wonderful. He was nice and it was obvious he wanted nothing else but to get us pregnant. And he did...what a guy! And gained a new love for my friends. They supported us through all this. Couldn't ask for better friends!! So even though it took us a long time to get where we are today, it's ok. I think we're both ok with it. This doesn't mean I want to do it again next time. Next time I hope it's easy! Or at least easier!!

Weekly update tomorrow!