Dear future baby,
You are officially here. In my belly. I am 7 weeks pregnant. Wow. It's been years since we decided to begin this journey. What's been happening in our lives, hmmmm let's see... I graduated college, your dad and I have been married for F I V E years!! Yay! I have been an English Teacher for 9th grade for two years. I don't want to brag, but I am an excellent teacher. I love it so much. The only issue is that it takes so much time and energy. I worry, "How will I be a great teacher and a great mother," or "Can I be okay with being an okay teacher and great mother?" I know when you get here in February, all my worries will melt away.
Let me tell you how you can be: We decided to really start trying to have a baby in September of 2016. We had some difficulties. One: I wasn't having consistent periods. Actually, that was the main issue. I went to an OBGYN during spring break of March 2017. At that time, your mother learned that I have PCOS or Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, which causes my hormones to be out of balance. So no periods basically. No periods means no ovulation. No ovulation means no baby. So my OBGYN, Dr. Torres, put me on Metformin and told me to lose weight. And well, I did! I lost more than 20 pounds. It was extremely difficult, but I did it.
During those two months, I was going through a lot. I wondered if I was ever going to get pregnant. I cried so much during those months. The thought of not being able to conceive worried me. Your dad and I talked a lot about what would happen if I was infertile. I was so scared. We talked about adoption and IVF. I had a period in March and April. They were normal and we were so happy! May came and gone, with no period in sight. I started to think the worst, maybe the PCOS got the best of us.
All the while, my boobs started to kill me. They were all tender and achy, on top of being tired all the time, but to be honest, that's nothing new for me. So June came, but no period. I went to dye my hair on Wednesday, June 7th, 2017. That day we had dinner with your tio and grandma. On June 8th, 2017, I took my first pregnancy test. (Don't ask me why I did this. I don't know. I just wanted to prove myself right I suppose. I wanted to show myself that I wasn't pregnant.) I put it one the counter and then let Peanut and Belle outside. I walked back to the restroom and glanced down, not expecting to see anything, but then I saw two pink lines. I then proceeded to quickly get dressed, hop in my car, and go to Wal-Mart. I bought two boxes, different brands. I went home and drank A LOT of water. I took F I V E tests. All POSITIVE. WHAAAAAAT?!
You are officially here. In my belly. I am 7 weeks pregnant. Wow. It's been years since we decided to begin this journey. What's been happening in our lives, hmmmm let's see... I graduated college, your dad and I have been married for F I V E years!! Yay! I have been an English Teacher for 9th grade for two years. I don't want to brag, but I am an excellent teacher. I love it so much. The only issue is that it takes so much time and energy. I worry, "How will I be a great teacher and a great mother," or "Can I be okay with being an okay teacher and great mother?" I know when you get here in February, all my worries will melt away.
Let me tell you how you can be: We decided to really start trying to have a baby in September of 2016. We had some difficulties. One: I wasn't having consistent periods. Actually, that was the main issue. I went to an OBGYN during spring break of March 2017. At that time, your mother learned that I have PCOS or Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, which causes my hormones to be out of balance. So no periods basically. No periods means no ovulation. No ovulation means no baby. So my OBGYN, Dr. Torres, put me on Metformin and told me to lose weight. And well, I did! I lost more than 20 pounds. It was extremely difficult, but I did it.
During those two months, I was going through a lot. I wondered if I was ever going to get pregnant. I cried so much during those months. The thought of not being able to conceive worried me. Your dad and I talked a lot about what would happen if I was infertile. I was so scared. We talked about adoption and IVF. I had a period in March and April. They were normal and we were so happy! May came and gone, with no period in sight. I started to think the worst, maybe the PCOS got the best of us.
All the while, my boobs started to kill me. They were all tender and achy, on top of being tired all the time, but to be honest, that's nothing new for me. So June came, but no period. I went to dye my hair on Wednesday, June 7th, 2017. That day we had dinner with your tio and grandma. On June 8th, 2017, I took my first pregnancy test. (Don't ask me why I did this. I don't know. I just wanted to prove myself right I suppose. I wanted to show myself that I wasn't pregnant.) I put it one the counter and then let Peanut and Belle outside. I walked back to the restroom and glanced down, not expecting to see anything, but then I saw two pink lines. I then proceeded to quickly get dressed, hop in my car, and go to Wal-Mart. I bought two boxes, different brands. I went home and drank A LOT of water. I took F I V E tests. All POSITIVE. WHAAAAAAT?!
I made a doctor's appointment right away. I also told your dad right away...ish. I told him at lunch. He came home and he had a car part on the table, in a box. I opened the box and put the pregnancy tests under the car part. He got home, and opened the box to see just the car part. He lifted the car part and then he saw the pregnancy tests. His eyes immediately filled with tears. Mine too.
Right now, I am 7 weeks pregnant. I haven't been experiencing many symptoms, just I have to go to the restroom a lot and sore breasts. So far, so good. We just hope that it continues that way.
We're so happy that you are finally in our lives. We're just hoping everything goes well with the pregnancy.
We love you so much.
Here's your first picture.
Right now, I am 7 weeks pregnant. I haven't been experiencing many symptoms, just I have to go to the restroom a lot and sore breasts. So far, so good. We just hope that it continues that way.
We're so happy that you are finally in our lives. We're just hoping everything goes well with the pregnancy.
We love you so much.
Here's your first picture.