Back again with a huge update!

I originally made this blog private, because I noticed some really disturbing information across the little tracker thing.  I started a new blog, which if any followers on here would like that link, please leave me a comment and I'll get back in touch with the new link, just to prevent any other issues.  I'm not sure if I'll continue here, or not.  Depends on what happens next now that I'm public again. 

Anyway, I'm back with a huge update.  And I do know that it is April Fools Day, but this is very much NOT a joke. 

Last Tuesday (March 27th), this happened:

 

And I started hyperventilating.  Clearly, this was a HUGE shock.  We had never used birth control during our entire marriage of going on 12 years.  It took almost 3 years of trying to have Kristopher, and at least a year of treatments.  Anyone who's read this blog for a while, will know about the studies and trials I took part of, and the extra treatments on my own as well.  Nothing ever worked.  We gave up trying, and was in the process of trying to decide if birth control was a good idea or not at this point in our lives (mostly for the fact of balancing out cycles) when this happened.  My last period was in mid January.  I had spotting for 2 days in Feb, near the end of the month.  From the beginning of March, I had discovered that my boobs were very tender and had that progesterone increase type of feeling.  I started to note that, because I wanted to be prepared for when that period hit.  After several weeks, and no show, I started to worry.  Boobs bumped up a cup size.  I gained some weight which seemed odd because my activity level was up and eating was not.  So anyway, I tested and the test line was there in less than a minute, very deep purple.  I started shaking.  I called my husband shrieking to try to explain what I just discovered.  I wasn't upset, just so shocked because it's the last thing I actually expected.  I have never seen a positive test without going through treatments.  I did not know we could actually do it on our own!  So, the next call was to my doctor.  I haven't been there in almost 2 years, so I wasn't sure what to do next.  They were awesome, and scheduled me for the very next day. 
And I learned that I was 5-6 weeks.  Pretty early.  Ovulated from the right side, and it showed the giant spot in which it happened.  The ultrasound only shows the sack and the little yokey blob.  The doctor was very excited though and seemed very positive.  And gave me 2 "first pictures". 

I go back on April 9th, hoping to see a baby and heartbeat formed by that point.  Then, they can give me a real due date.  At this point, we're estimating between November 17th and the 27th.  Thanksgiving baby. 

So we told a few people, but are keeping it very quiet with most of the family, and especially the kids.  I do not want to tell the kids, till we're sure everything is going ok.  We're still planning to go through with this adoption, so our family really truly has taken a huge jump in size this year!  Anyone who reads this from facebook.  Do NOT comment anything to my page about this....definitely not coming out on there for a few months. 

Symptom wise and how I'm feeling....Boobs still hurt.  My belly is all bloated, and I don't like the feeling of my jeans against that.  I do not like anything sweet at the moment.  I have a cold and extreme coughing at night.  I pulled something in my upper stomach last night from the intense coughing.  I'm hoping that things are better tonight.  I have been drinking a ton of water today and daytime has not been too bad.  I'm trying so hard not to take anything for it, but was given the clear to take delsym if needed.  I'm scared to though since this is so early and all the important stuff is still forming.   I have extreme sense of smell and taste, dispite the cold.  And today, nausea has been a struggle.  I know that it's good signs, and trying to focus on the positive of that.  I have already had a real wonderful shame moment.  Today I was at M's therapist appt and had to excuse myself from the room because a coughing fit triggered gagging.  I ran down the hallway to the bathroom, and proceeded to cough, then dry heave for like 10 mins, right in the bathroom attached to the waiting room.  So when I come out, everyone is staring at me morified, I'm shaking like crazy and tears still from the gagging....Good times to look forward to I guess.  If I can stick to nausea and avoid the vomitting this time around, I'll feel very good about that. 

So, I really wanted to come back on here and share this news since so many of you had followed me during the trials and TTC journey before.  If anyone is still out there reading, and wants the other link in case I have to close this down again due to spam, please let me know.  I am really going to try like crazy to document every part of this new journey because the first time around I did not do so great with that.  I want to remember all these details and do a better job this time around.