February 2nd
There are certain dates that I will always remember, obviously my children's birth dates, anniversary, friends and family's birthdays etc. And then also the days that I found out I was pregnant. With Isabella it was September 2nd, we had done a treatment, because of PCOS it was very difficult for me to get pregnant naturally. We had gone camping the weekend before Labor Day in North Carolina and there were these outhouses that were full of frogs, there was no time I went in and didn't see at least 5, at least they weren't lizards but still I hate frogs. I would have to go to the bathroom a few times at night and it was a huge ordeal for me braving the frogs and washing my feet when I got back so as not to track any grass or dirt into the tent, anyway, I got home and took a test and the joy we felt when I saw those two pink lines appear was surreal, we were so happy.
February 2nd was when I found out I was pregnant with Cami, I was also extremely happy and a little surprised. It was much different the second time around, Isabella was just 8 months old crawling around, Maurizio had just come out of having a very long and bad case of Chickenpox (yes, Chickenpox at 43 years old) none of the doctors could believe it, we must have gone to that doctor like 5 times before they could diagnose him, they had all kinds of specialists look and take cultures etc at first they thought it was one of many very strange diseases, until finally it was discovered it was Chickenpox. The poor guy was so sick, I was extremely worried about him as he is rarely ever sick and when he does get sick it lasts 2 days at the most. We were all alone and I was in quarantine because we weren't sure what he had, Isabella was 6 months old, it was a relatively mild winter except for a huge record breaking snow storm later on in January, but the winter was pretty nice actually and I was able to go out with Isabella which was a lifesaver for me. I was trying to do my catering thing and making empanadas and cakes and alfajores with a baby and a sick husband is NOT easy. I remember feeling so alone that Christmas, Maurizio didn't have a steady job so there was that financial pressure and we were in quarantine so I couldn't go to anyone's house for Christmas or have anyone over. Well we made it through Christmas, and on Christmas Day his scabs had dried and were falling off and he was no longer contagious, so we were very happy to be able to hug him and he was feeling better. He got a secondary infection from the Chickenpox and had to take strong antibiotics but thankfully after a couple weeks he was finally better, this was around mid January. My cycles are never regular and I had been feeling a little funny and I was "late" but of course that meant nothing to me right then, I took like 3 pregnancy tests, I would sneak out of the house with the pretense to get anything from the supermarket so Maurizio wouldn't suspect, they were all negative and I figured it was all in my head. Finally on the 2nd of February we were out at the supermarket and I thought I'm just going to get one last test just to get it out of my head once and for all, Maurizio was with me and he thought it was a little strange I was getting a test but didn't say much. I went home and there it was this time the blue cross, I actually couldn't believe it at first, but there it was plain as day, Maurizio was on the phone and I ran and showed him the test and we both started jumping around. For us it was a miracle that we had gotten pregnant without any "help". Of course I took like 3 more tests to be sure, I think most moms do, its a funny thing I guess we just want reassurance. It was a difficult pregnancy as in I was extremely sick the entire 9 months and had a very hard time finding anything that I could eat and that would stay down, but at 40 weeks and 3 days out came Cami- the joy of my life.
This time around it was a similar story, except this time I took like 4 tests and all negative, I thought I have to test on the 2nd of January because apparently the 2nd was my lucky testing day, but it was negative. Its a funny thing, I thought in my mind that for sure I wasn't but at the same time every time I would see a pregnancy test in a store I felt like I needed to buy one. After so many negatives I thought I was going to take advantage and do a liver cleanse because I didn't feel quite right and figured it was those extra toxins from the holidays piling up, but I figured just one last time I better be very sure I'm not pregnant because I was going to take some herbs that are not recommend during pregnancy. I don't know why I didn't want to tell Maurizio I was buying a pregnancy test, maybe its one of those things I felt I had to do alone, I don't know. Cami was asleep in the car with Maurizio and I took Isabella in to get some things from Target and there I saw those tests again and they were on a discount so I bought them. It was the 6th of January, this time I wasn't really going to make a huge effort to hide them I just wasn't going to flaunt them. I got home, went upstairs and peed on a stick, waited the 2 minutes and was expecting the negative sign but I saw that vertical line start appearing, I couldn't believe it. Again Maurizio was on the phone but I waited for him to get off and showed him the test-we are pregnant again. Of course the next morning I tested again and a few times after it, just to be sure. I usually start getting sick around the 5 1/2-6 weeks and I found out at 4 weeks, so I was wondering if everything was okay because I wasn't sick at all and I'm nursing and didn't feel like my breasts were very sore either, but at 5 1/2 weeks it hit me like a ton of bricks, I should have enjoyed those few days of not being so terribly ill. I am very happy as I always wanted 3 children, but this is my last one. I still don't know when I am due yet, I have my first ultrasound on the 21st of this month and will have a sure due date by then but I'm figuring its around the middle of September. I'm still very early , almost 9 weeks so I'm not making any announcements yet, but most people that are close to me know, and anyone that sees me I do have to tell so they know that I'm not horribly sick just pregnant . This time around we are in such a different place, well literally in a different state, a new house, a good new job, its a cold winter and I'm house bound for now and I am looking forward to the spring when the weather will get warmer. Thankfully I always tend to be on the colder side so being pregnant in the summer is no problem at all for me. I'm looking forward to finding out if its a boy or girl, because I am over 35 they give me a blood test where they can see the baby's DNA and I can find out the gender, I'm hoping for a boy but either way of course I will be happy.
February 2nd was when I found out I was pregnant with Cami, I was also extremely happy and a little surprised. It was much different the second time around, Isabella was just 8 months old crawling around, Maurizio had just come out of having a very long and bad case of Chickenpox (yes, Chickenpox at 43 years old) none of the doctors could believe it, we must have gone to that doctor like 5 times before they could diagnose him, they had all kinds of specialists look and take cultures etc at first they thought it was one of many very strange diseases, until finally it was discovered it was Chickenpox. The poor guy was so sick, I was extremely worried about him as he is rarely ever sick and when he does get sick it lasts 2 days at the most. We were all alone and I was in quarantine because we weren't sure what he had, Isabella was 6 months old, it was a relatively mild winter except for a huge record breaking snow storm later on in January, but the winter was pretty nice actually and I was able to go out with Isabella which was a lifesaver for me. I was trying to do my catering thing and making empanadas and cakes and alfajores with a baby and a sick husband is NOT easy. I remember feeling so alone that Christmas, Maurizio didn't have a steady job so there was that financial pressure and we were in quarantine so I couldn't go to anyone's house for Christmas or have anyone over. Well we made it through Christmas, and on Christmas Day his scabs had dried and were falling off and he was no longer contagious, so we were very happy to be able to hug him and he was feeling better. He got a secondary infection from the Chickenpox and had to take strong antibiotics but thankfully after a couple weeks he was finally better, this was around mid January. My cycles are never regular and I had been feeling a little funny and I was "late" but of course that meant nothing to me right then, I took like 3 pregnancy tests, I would sneak out of the house with the pretense to get anything from the supermarket so Maurizio wouldn't suspect, they were all negative and I figured it was all in my head. Finally on the 2nd of February we were out at the supermarket and I thought I'm just going to get one last test just to get it out of my head once and for all, Maurizio was with me and he thought it was a little strange I was getting a test but didn't say much. I went home and there it was this time the blue cross, I actually couldn't believe it at first, but there it was plain as day, Maurizio was on the phone and I ran and showed him the test and we both started jumping around. For us it was a miracle that we had gotten pregnant without any "help". Of course I took like 3 more tests to be sure, I think most moms do, its a funny thing I guess we just want reassurance. It was a difficult pregnancy as in I was extremely sick the entire 9 months and had a very hard time finding anything that I could eat and that would stay down, but at 40 weeks and 3 days out came Cami- the joy of my life.
This time around it was a similar story, except this time I took like 4 tests and all negative, I thought I have to test on the 2nd of January because apparently the 2nd was my lucky testing day, but it was negative. Its a funny thing, I thought in my mind that for sure I wasn't but at the same time every time I would see a pregnancy test in a store I felt like I needed to buy one. After so many negatives I thought I was going to take advantage and do a liver cleanse because I didn't feel quite right and figured it was those extra toxins from the holidays piling up, but I figured just one last time I better be very sure I'm not pregnant because I was going to take some herbs that are not recommend during pregnancy. I don't know why I didn't want to tell Maurizio I was buying a pregnancy test, maybe its one of those things I felt I had to do alone, I don't know. Cami was asleep in the car with Maurizio and I took Isabella in to get some things from Target and there I saw those tests again and they were on a discount so I bought them. It was the 6th of January, this time I wasn't really going to make a huge effort to hide them I just wasn't going to flaunt them. I got home, went upstairs and peed on a stick, waited the 2 minutes and was expecting the negative sign but I saw that vertical line start appearing, I couldn't believe it. Again Maurizio was on the phone but I waited for him to get off and showed him the test-we are pregnant again. Of course the next morning I tested again and a few times after it, just to be sure. I usually start getting sick around the 5 1/2-6 weeks and I found out at 4 weeks, so I was wondering if everything was okay because I wasn't sick at all and I'm nursing and didn't feel like my breasts were very sore either, but at 5 1/2 weeks it hit me like a ton of bricks, I should have enjoyed those few days of not being so terribly ill. I am very happy as I always wanted 3 children, but this is my last one. I still don't know when I am due yet, I have my first ultrasound on the 21st of this month and will have a sure due date by then but I'm figuring its around the middle of September. I'm still very early , almost 9 weeks so I'm not making any announcements yet, but most people that are close to me know, and anyone that sees me I do have to tell so they know that I'm not horribly sick just pregnant . This time around we are in such a different place, well literally in a different state, a new house, a good new job, its a cold winter and I'm house bound for now and I am looking forward to the spring when the weather will get warmer. Thankfully I always tend to be on the colder side so being pregnant in the summer is no problem at all for me. I'm looking forward to finding out if its a boy or girl, because I am over 35 they give me a blood test where they can see the baby's DNA and I can find out the gender, I'm hoping for a boy but either way of course I will be happy.
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