growing baby

We started off fighting infertility. At first maybe we weren’t timing things quite right. Then came the better timing, and the pee sticks, and then a doctor or two. Then came the serious expenses for ultrasounds, and medications. Linda had a cyst removed. And, well, there was quite a few reminders about our 3% monthly chances at the end of it all. We were saving up for IVF.

Linda is pregnant. She had her cycle down to a science, knowing to expect a period within a 24 hour time frame — and she was right for the last four months. Therefore, it was already kind of suspicious when Sunday came and went without anything. On Monday she talked me into taking a test. And then for the rest of the day I couldn’t stop grinning.

So far we’ve only told our sisters, and a couple of friends (one couple is expecting a child in early summer, and another… well, has the same exact due date now, as it turns out :-]). We don’t want to really tell anyone yet who’s going to be disappointed if it doesn’t work out — or rather, anyone who we would want to tell anything if it doesn’t work out. But we’re hoping that things will be nice and cozy!

So far, Linda’s gotten a blood test, and naturally has spent quite a while on babycenter, and I’ve browsed some web sites too. The blood test confirmed the pregnancy, and she’s scheduled an ultrasound for next week with the same place as where we’ve been getting infertility help. Meanwhile, she has to fly to Atlanta for a conference, for just one night, and I’m very nervous about her getting over-stressed and in general being kind of worried.

But I’ll let her write her own story!