Madeline: Our story...six months ago today Owen entered the world...Little does he know what the HELL we went thru to get him here, and I hope to god he never (and all of our kids...) will ever have to suffer IF!!!!!!!!!! * Patrick and I were married 9-28-91. We had met the previous year and knew were meant to be with each other. We’ve always had the feeling that we’ve known each other in past lives ---- * Hannah was our “SURPRISE” grad school baby, born 2/8/93 ((Feb babies are cool!)) We had decided to go back to grad school and since we were silly young newlyweds who were very lax in birth control, ((I cannot take the pill at all!!! Talk about mental illness!! Lol!)) and as Father Richard told me a few years ago, God has a wicked sense of humor! But he knows what we need, and we really did need Hannah for us to “grow up” and she really has helped keep our marriage strong -- * Fast forward 4 years. We’ve since graduated and have “real” jobs and would like to add to our little family. Since Hannah was conceived NO PROBLEMO, we’d get pg in no time, esp. since we were paying attention this time... HA HA HA... * Went to OB/GYN and told to chart, etc. Had tests done, and we are both heathly 30 year olds... * Move on to RE... he was a super nice guy but not too aggressive. Take clomid for ever it seems... no go. * Switch RE’s and give it ONE LAST SHOT... cripes, it has been 4 long years now into this process. YES – that is right, FOUR YEARS....and all out of our pocket. New doc says that we are ideal candidates for injectables (something old doc never said...) and we proceed. ------IN THE MEANTIME, I have an interview for a new job in our home state ----- and am offered said job. I accept and about 2 weeks later.... we get the news... * I’m PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!! Talk about joy and disbelief!!!!!!! Dh and I both had some tears that day! * Told Hannah when we got the final ok that I was really pregnant and my numbers were too damn good!!!!!!!! She was sooooooooo excited and happy. I think she’ll remember that day for the rest of her life! I know I will!! She had the honors of telling her grandparents! * Skip to September 2001... my SIL (who was w/in 2 weeks of giving birth) came with me to my U/S since dh couldn’t make it. We are absolutely sure it’s a girl... Tech asks me do I want to know the sex? I hem and haw, and SIL blurts out YES! ((cause she did know what we both wanted....)) and IT’S A BOY!!!!!!!! SIL and I are both reduced to shock and tears! ((ok, not good for 2 pg women to get news like this!...) Call dh on the phone... actual conversation: Me: do you want to know the sex? * Fast forward to FEB 2002: I am absolutely huge! Keep getting u/s due to fibroids and know that this baby boy is still a boy, and in the 90th friggin percentile and will most likely be 9 pounds...where does this size come from? Dd was a term baby and only 7.9 lbs...maybe the fert. Drugs produced a super egg??? I can barely walk let alone sleep comfortably...and yes, I am still teaching library instruction classes to bored freshmen...my belly kept getting in the way of the projector!!! Of course I was probably the only one who saw any humor in this. Talk to dr since I’m not dilating or anything...dd’s birth had been horrendous – schedule c/sect for 2/20...what a cool birthdate -- 2/20/2002!!! Now six months have gone by and where has the time gone? We’ve had our first tooth, first foods, first (and second) trip to the ER (((NOT very cool, Owen... do think he’ll be the death of me yet...)))... and I love him more each day. I cannot imagine him NOT in our family and my favorite times are when all of us gather on our bed (yes, even the cats...including kitten Jack...) I know that my road to second mommy-hood was well worth the pain and sadness when I see my son playing w/ my daughter and their daddy! Yes, I think I’d do it all over again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |