History

Jason and I have been married for 2 and a half years. Since our wedding day, we have not tried to prevent pregnancy.
About 6 months into our marriage, I was concerned that we still hadn't conceived and started going to different specialists, i.e. endocrinologists, ob-gyn's, etc. I was asking work to help me out. I was the Executive Secretary for a credit union here in Vegas. It was pretty stressful at times and I asked if I could be demoted to a lower position, such as a teller. I live in North Las Vegas and I had to travel out to Henderson everyday for work. I spent 11 hours out of my day on work.
They were unwilling to work with me so I quit and started working for a more nationally known bank as a part time teller. It is a lot less stress and a lot less hours.
I had a Dr put me on Metformin for my irregularity and diabetic symptoms in March of 09. I lost 30 lbs and was stoked that my girl parts were working on their own, most of the time. I kept thinking we would get pregnant soon, but it didn't happen.
I got a new OB-GYN Dr at the end of '10 and he kept wanting to put me on Clomid. I have heard lots of crazy stories about Clomid, so I kept telling him I wanted to find a different way to get pregnant, and if those didn't work, then we'd try Clomid. Well, none of those other ways worked, so I started Clomid in April. My June, I was wore out by all the poking, prodding, and pee stick testing.
I was emotionally drained cause here it was 3 months gone by and I still wasn't pregnant. I talked to the nurse and she told me, some people get pregnant the first month, some the fifth. The average is the third cycle. Being that I was at the end of the third cycle and realizing I was less than average, I started giving up on getting pregnant. It's definitely not as easy as my 12 yr old self thought it was, have sex, 9 months later you have a baby.
I told my husband, our families and friends that if I didn't get pregnant this month, I was gonna call it quits for a while. I'll be getting my Associate in Accounting in May '11, and I will be turning 30 in April, and I had lots of plans to do lots of things. Jason and I were going to take a Bahama Cruise for my 30th birthday. Already have it paid for and everything.
However, Friday, September 3, I took a test and it was negative. I was pretty bummed after taking so many tests and always having them negative. Then, on Tuesday, I still hadn't had any sign of my cycle coming. I had been having some discomfort in my pelvis, but didn't think much of it. I called my nurse to find out what she thought, and she said, "Take a test tomorrow morning. If it's positive, call me and we will have you do blood work. If it's negative, call me when you start."
From the books I've read and seen, I knew that the 18th day after ovulation was your "key" day. If you are a basal body temperature person, if you have a high temp on the 18th day, you can be pretty sure, you're pregnant.
Wednesday, September 8 (Day 17 after ovulation)
Jason got up for work, I got up with him then went back to bed. I had the day off but had some errands to run with a friend, so I knew I needed to get up and going. I took the test and there was a faint blue (+) sign. After all the research and work I've put in to "reproduction" knowledge, I knew you couldn't get a false positive. Unless you had just had a miscarriage, just delivered or were on the HCG diet. So, being that none of those applied, it took me a while to let it sink in.
However, it has sunk in and I am so stoked to be pregnant. I have always wanted to be a mom. And, I think I am more excited for my wonderful husband to get the chance to be a great dad than I am for myself to be a great mom.