Patience is a Virtue, a Virture I Lack

After two years of no luck we are finally expecting an addition to our family, and we couldn't be happier. It still doesn't seem real to us. Sure, I've been dealing with morning all day sickness and I've seen our sweet baby during an ultrasound, but it's almost as if I won't allow myself to believe it in case it isn't real. When trying to have Ellie we also had a hard time. I played mind games with myself. A week before my period I would start thinking this could be the time, maybe I'm pregnant right now. I would make myself sick.

This time around I promised myself that I wouldn't get emotional about it, I wouldn't get inside my head. After a year and a half of this approach I finally set up an appointment with my doctor. He decided to do a blood test to check my progesterone. When they got the tests back it was clear that part of the problem was I wasn't very fertile. On a scale of ten I was a one. My doctor started me on Clomid. This was supposed to raise my progesterone levels. A month later they did a blood test to check my levels, and it worked! I continued to take Clomid until I conceived. I was a little concerned about the side effects. It raised my chance of having multiple babies by quite a bit. I was beyond thrilled when at the ultrasound I only saw one baby inside me.

So now we wait. We are so excited to get another baby, and for Ellie to have a sibling. We can't wait to know the gender. Jeremy would love a boy. I'm fine with either, but I would really love for Ellie to have a sister. I'm fourteen weeks right now, so we have six more weeks to wait. Whichever gender the baby is he or she will be loved like crazy.