I'm Pregnant...with #3!!!

Can you believe it....I'm pregnant!!!! Battermann Baby #3 is on its way! Can you believe it? I am going to be a mother of 3! Oh, I'm so excited! Sunday, November 20th around 7am that fun little stick said Pregnant...and the word 'not' did NOT precede it!

John and I said awhile back that we wanted to try in the Fall of 2011. A couple months ago, I brought it up and at first John said that it was too soon. So I asked when he thought a better time would be and he couldn't think of one...so we decided that we'd try that month. It turns out that month, my ovulation and period were messed up, so while I did take a test and it was negative, I don't really count that month because we didn't try from the beginning and I didn't figure when things were happening. So we tried the next month. I peed on ovulation sticks, we cornered the 'window'....but it didn't work. I think because I had already technically had one negative test, I had started mentally preparing myself that perhaps we'd have to go to the freezer and do a frozen cycle of IVF. John and I had agreed that we would try for at least 4 months before we started the IVF process. If it was God's plan for us to conceive naturally, this would allow that much of a window. If not, we have two healthy boys and would start IVF (though I was twitching just thinking of having to rely so heavily on my friends for the gazillion appointments that comes with IVF). Anywho, I had a negative result. Let's move on and try again.

I typically get an ovulation pain, and this particular month I got it a few days early and it last several days...I didn't know what was up with that, but why not. Then when I was typically supposed to ovulate, John was all sick with a nasty cold and was working crazy late. It also happened to be my birthday, so that was a bummer. I counted the month as no good...already prepped myself for a negative and another month of trying. Saturday came....the day. I had not had any spotting, which I normally get....but who knows...my period had been slightly irregular the past few months. I also didn't feel any cramping, which I normally get a bit. That morning we were forced to re-evaluate our insurance plan. We've been on BCBS HMO for many years and we've loved it (despite what people think about HMO's). We found out that morning that there was NO IVF coverage! This would mean that if God's plan was for us to do IVF, that we'd not only have a gazillion appointments, we'd have to pay out of pocket. Lovely....we shook it off and said that we'd cross that bridge when we got there. We went downtown for the lighting parade...I thought for sure I'd get it there...nope.

Sunday morning I woke up and somehow remembered to go grab that last stick. I peed on it and put it back in the wrapper. While brushing my teeth and telling myself 'it's negative, it's negative' (so much for positive thinking, but when you've been denied as many times as I have, you have to prep for the worst and then you're extra thrilled when it is positive). I peeked at the stick and saw pregnant, so I whipped the stick out of the wrapper and nowhere did I see the word 'Not'. WHAT!?!?!?!?!?! While I would have loved to have given the news to John in some cutesy way....I said screw that....screamed 'I'M PREGNANT!!!" and ran onto the bed (where both kids were watching a movie and John was sleeping soundly) and jumped up on the bed and kept saying it! (I was still brushing my teeth mind you!). John kept saying 'what....what....uh...uh...'). I looked back at the stick and shoved it in his face. I told the kids...they just wanted me to get out of the way of their viewing of the movie.

Wow! The morning was just a bunch of 'wow' from me and 'uh, uh' from John. Don't get me wrong, he was very happy and smiled...it was just a shock - especially knowing how the month and ovulation had panned out. He even asked 'when did this happen??'.

Of course that day I talked to my sister 3 long conversations-worth...and I kept it in like a champ!

So Monday, I did my last day of physical therapy (for my horrible right knee....PT wasn't working and they said I needed an MRI...can't really do that when pregnant so I cancelled the rest of the appointments). Conveniently, my OB office shares the same building and was 10 steps away. So across the aisle I went and scheduled my first ultrasound for Monday, December 19th. I was so excited! I then proceeded to tell them that I needed a progesterone test...or just the drugs. I told them I had to do progesterone for my other pregnancies, so I imagine I would for this one as well. They put in the order and the next morning I got my blood taken. My level was at 11....they like it to be above 15, so yes, progesterone supplements were ordered and I got them the next day. I was glad I was so on top of it and took care of it right away!

So there you have it! We are very excited and cannot wait to meet him/her!