Sunday, November 30, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Double-Check
One more test, just to double-check. Why? Because except for the fact that Liz was exhauted and in bed by 9 p.m. most days this week, this still seems kind of crazy. AND, because we're sharing news with family today and tomorrow, so we wanted to be double-sure. As if the bloodwork could lie. Whatever, we're allowed to be irrational at this point, right?
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Upcoming Appointments
Thursday, Dec. 4: Intake appointment. They gather family history & take more blood.
Tuesday, Dec. 9: First OB appointment. Amy will review the results of the bloodwork and do our first ultrasound! This will put a timeline on the pregnancy and establish a due date.
Any and all prayers and well-wishes for us and our little one are appreciated as we delve into this unchartered (and scary!) territory.
Tuesday, Dec. 9: First OB appointment. Amy will review the results of the bloodwork and do our first ultrasound! This will put a timeline on the pregnancy and establish a due date.
Any and all prayers and well-wishes for us and our little one are appreciated as we delve into this unchartered (and scary!) territory.
Monday, November 24, 2008
And now we wait for more bloodwork to put a timeline on this baby. Brian thinks we're four weeks along, but without a period as a frame of reference, it could be longer than that. Darn, now we really wish we had kept charting instead of giving up in late October.
A brief history on how we got to Nov. 24
December 2007: Brian convinces Liz that the trip they're planning to Jamaica in September 2008 should be a trip to celebrate their departure from birth control and efforts to start a family.
June 2008: At one year old, Max Hoopes is just cute enough that Liz begins to think that maybe, just maybe, babies are OK.
July 2008: Liz reaches for a new pack of birth control pills, as she has done each month for the past 13 years without fail, only to realize she forgot to renew the prescription. For the First. Time. Ever. OK, maybe it's a sign.
September 2008: Brian & Liz revisit their honeymoon resort to start serious, ehem, "discussions" about having a baby.
October 2008: After not having experienced a period since she went off the pill -- that's more than four months -- Liz takes the advice of friends and schedules an appointment with her lady doctor to start exploring why things may not be working as they should.
November 18, 2008: Liz visits her lady doctor, who suspects perhaps ovarian cysts, thyroid problems or hormone levels may be the problem. She remains upbeat and hopeful while ordering a full round of bloodwork and a sonogram for Liz.
November 19, 2009: Liz has four vials of blood drawn, then sent to the lab.
November 22, 2008: Liz is oddly tired and proceeds to fall asleep in the middle of the day on the couch at Brad's house during the Penn State game. Hmmm.
November 23, 2008: Liz becomes extremely nauseous during her Sunday trip to Costco. Double hmmm.
November 24, 2008: Having woken up in the middle of the previous night nauseous and starting to put the odd clues of the past couple of days together, Liz decides to take probably her 7th or 8th POAS (thats Pee On A Stick, for those unfamiliar with the lingo) test in the past four months. As she has always done, she puts it on the edge of the tub, in between the two curtains and out of sight so it doesn't torture her during the two-minute wait. She proceeds to start her makeup and forgets about the test for a bit. Then she remembers. Pulls back the curtain. TWO LINES. Crazy thoughts run through her head, and she's kind of in a fog when she calls Brian from his office into the bathroom. He had no idea she took the POAS test, so it takes him a few minutes to grasp what is happening. "Wait, are you serious, dude? Is this for real?" Liz and Brian have all of three minutes to share the delusional excitement before she has to take off for work. As soon as she gets to work, she calls the doctor to inquire about the results of last week's blood test. Results confirm it: apparently all our parts work, and Liz is knocked up!
June 2008: At one year old, Max Hoopes is just cute enough that Liz begins to think that maybe, just maybe, babies are OK.
July 2008: Liz reaches for a new pack of birth control pills, as she has done each month for the past 13 years without fail, only to realize she forgot to renew the prescription. For the First. Time. Ever. OK, maybe it's a sign.
September 2008: Brian & Liz revisit their honeymoon resort to start serious, ehem, "discussions" about having a baby.
October 2008: After not having experienced a period since she went off the pill -- that's more than four months -- Liz takes the advice of friends and schedules an appointment with her lady doctor to start exploring why things may not be working as they should.
November 18, 2008: Liz visits her lady doctor, who suspects perhaps ovarian cysts, thyroid problems or hormone levels may be the problem. She remains upbeat and hopeful while ordering a full round of bloodwork and a sonogram for Liz.
November 19, 2009: Liz has four vials of blood drawn, then sent to the lab.
November 22, 2008: Liz is oddly tired and proceeds to fall asleep in the middle of the day on the couch at Brad's house during the Penn State game. Hmmm.
November 23, 2008: Liz becomes extremely nauseous during her Sunday trip to Costco. Double hmmm.
November 24, 2008: Having woken up in the middle of the previous night nauseous and starting to put the odd clues of the past couple of days together, Liz decides to take probably her 7th or 8th POAS (thats Pee On A Stick, for those unfamiliar with the lingo) test in the past four months. As she has always done, she puts it on the edge of the tub, in between the two curtains and out of sight so it doesn't torture her during the two-minute wait. She proceeds to start her makeup and forgets about the test for a bit. Then she remembers. Pulls back the curtain. TWO LINES. Crazy thoughts run through her head, and she's kind of in a fog when she calls Brian from his office into the bathroom. He had no idea she took the POAS test, so it takes him a few minutes to grasp what is happening. "Wait, are you serious, dude? Is this for real?" Liz and Brian have all of three minutes to share the delusional excitement before she has to take off for work. As soon as she gets to work, she calls the doctor to inquire about the results of last week's blood test. Results confirm it: apparently all our parts work, and Liz is knocked up!
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