so I thought I would switch things up a bit. Tell me how your family (as in having kids) began, planned? Surprise? Not planned but wasn't not preventing either?
so here's mine, It's the story of the kids that should of never been, a bit long.....
so my husband and I are 13 years apart and both had been married before. I did not have kids, he had 2. So the story begins when my husband was in his early 20's, he had testicular cancer and they had to remove a testicle. The doctor told him 99% chance he will NEVER have kids! Right after cancer he married his first wife, because of the 1% chance of actually getting pregnant they didn't bother protecting. Well a year later they get pregnant! So here is my oldest step son. Well it wanting that to happen again (she had 2 from a previous marriage) his then wife gets her tubes tied. Well Doctor did a botch job and hello step son #2!! Fast forward 13 years and my husband and I are married. We talked about having kids but thought we would wait a year. I tell husband I'm getting off the pill, next month hello son #1! 2 years later while I'm on the pill, hello son #2! Ok keep in mind my husband had a 1% chance, 1% of having kids. 2 years later, husband and I had some issues and had sex 1 time in a month (make up sex I guess). SURPRISE hello son #3! Ok so now we decide we want to try for #4, like actually try to have a baby. It took us 6 months of trying! Ok so now we have four boys together 6 total. We are good, family feels complete, and BAM! ONE freakin unprotected night and hello baby #5.
seriously you've got to be kiding me, I feel so blessed with all these kids that scientifically had a 1% chance of happening! Guess we were ment to have these babies

btw I told my (now 20 and 18) step sons that the Cook sperm is strong and to wrap it up!! Guess who didn't listen.... I also have a beautiful granddaughter who is 5 weeks you get than my current youngest

thanks for reading! Now I want to read yours!!
Re: Your family story?
DH and my story starts 10-11 years ago. We met while we worked together at a pizza restaurant. We kind of liked each other back then, but I had a BF and was leaving for college soon, so nothing came of it. While I was away at college, DH got together with his ex (never married). I can't 100% speak for DHs and his ex's story: I assume my two stepsons were conceived while not trying not preventing due to being young and invincible. Fast forward to 5 years ago and DH and I start dating (at the time, the boys were 4 years old and 4 months old!). After about 4 months of dating, I got baby fever and we decided for me to come off the pill. Three weeks later, DH changed his mind and I told him I would start back on the pill when my period came. Well, it never came, but another beautiful boy did. We got married when DS was about 10-11 months old. I had been on the IUD since DS birth in 2012 until last November. I knew I wanted more kids but wanted to make sure we were financially ready. I didn't anticipate it taking this long (DS is 4)! We have been actively trying for baby #4 since I had my IUD removed. I had a miscarriage in March (the day after my birthday) and finally got another BFP in August, 10 months after having my IUD removed.
Married: 5/30/2013
DSS #1: 5/25/2007
DSS #2: 1/22/2011
DS #3: 7/8/2012
BFP: 3/14/2016 ~ MC: 3/19/2016
DS #4: 4/21/17
Married: 5/30/2013
DSS #1: 5/25/2007
DSS #2: 1/22/2011
DS #3: 7/8/2012
BFP: 3/14/2016 ~ MC: 3/19/2016
DS #4: 4/21/17
Backstory:
So I lived 20 minutes away from my SO all through high school. He actually had little flings with girls I went to elementary and high school with so our circles were fairly close. By 19 I had heard of him but fate always prevented us from being in the same place at the same time. (He also heard of me oddly enough). We finally met when I was 23 and he was 24; we were going to be the maid of honour and best man at my best friends wedding. We hung out for a few months, had our first date in July and by the wedding that august we were an item. He was so close for so long but we never met until the exact right time, I was so happy I thought maybe I was in a coma and imagining everything. So, I can't take hormonal birth control because it made me dangerously sick in highschool, but I never had any pregnancy scares & had lived dangerously or used the pull out method with my last two long term relationships (both spanning 3 yrs each). So I figured something was wrong with me, but I was too scared to have it looked at. Flash forward and its christmas 2014, I've only been with my SO 4 months and we have our first pregnancy scare and I freak out. He tells me he loves me, that he would be fine having a kid with me, & that he tries to live by following life's plan. The next month we find out about DS, buy a house and become a family. We weren't trying, but we werent protecting 100% of the time, we were testing fate.
This time around:
DS just turned 1 on Sept 22. SO really wanted to have a second kid since 3 months into me being pregnant with DS. SO loves his brother so he wanted his kids close in age. I wasn't sure. Of course as soon as I have a baby I decide "yes I totally want all the babies" and then he gets hesitant because I don't think he realized the physical and mental challenge giving birth could be & it spooked him. So we negotiate. No way I'm having another summer third trimester so we decide to try June-September and if its not meant to be then wait another year. Well July I have an early loss and I decide we will only try until the end of august because I can't handle it. Based on my previous cycles we missed the ovulation dates and so I was preparing to wait another year, but my cycle was delayed because of the loss. When my period was late I didn't believe I was pregnant, I figured my cycle was just messed up, but then thankfully I was blessed with new little bean!
We are 2 and done. I think.
DH and I meet in college in 2008. First time he asked me out I said "maybe", so glad he was persistent. He was 25 and I was 21. After four years we got married. For the last 3 years we have been using natural fertility to track my cycles and we never had any accidents. We were always on the fence about having kids but we decided to start trying in January. I got a BFP the first month, unfortunately I had a missed miscarriage at 8 weeks. Decided to try again two months later and got pregnant in Europe, this one was also a loss. Third BFP in July and now I'm here at 14W 4D. It still seems surreal and DH has been nothing but amazing.
After graduation we lived in the same town and would see each other out and about it. We exchanged phone numbers but just never seemed to make a plan to hang out. He finally asked me on a date two years after we graduated. I said yes originally. I'm a teacher and it was the first week of school and it had been an AWFUL first week. I was stressed, exhausted, and not in the mood to be social. We were texting and he made a joke (I know now that it was a joke, in the moment I was pissed!) and I freaked out and cancelled our plans. It took us until that spring to get together again.
Once we got together we were inseparable. We got engaged after 10 months and moved to a new state together a few months later. We just got married this July. From very early on we had talked about wanting kids and being totally fine if it happened as soon as we got married. Less than a month before our wedding my birth control prescription ran out and we just decided to "stop preventing" but were naive to think maybe it wouldn't happen for a couple of months. Nope, 10 days after the wedding we had our BFP! So we were surprised, he is ecstatic. I'm still taking time to come around to the news
The cutest part (or at least I think) is that as we were dating and planning the wedding we started to connect all of these small details from our lives that had been intertwined for years. He would be in the backgrounds of my pictures from college because we were at the same event together, our parents met in the hot tub on graduation night, etc. He even remembers the day he added me on Facebook during college because he heard me talking to a friend in class and thought I was cute. I am so excited to see him as a dad, I think that is the part that makes me happiest right now.
We knew we wanted to start trying to have a family fairly early (partly because we didn't want to be 'old' parents, haha, but mostly because we wanted to be able to travel when the kids were grown and we (theoretically) have more money...I'm a teacher, so we will probably be poor forever). Tried for a year with no success due to not being able to pin down when ovulation was. Due to my age, my OB wanted me to wait until we had tried for 2 years OR I had a loss, which I didn't love, but I understand. Took a break for a while before starting to try again, finally got a BFP after 8 months of trying again, and DS was born!
Knowing that we wanted 2 kids who were fairly close in age (DH and BIL are 2.5 years apart, and my brother and I are 3 years apart), we decided we would start trying again after DS's first birthday, kind of assuming it would take 1-2 years to actually get KO again. I though we had totally missed ovulation the first month, but nope, baby #2 took on the first try! When I realized that my period was late I wasn't even sure if I wanted the test to be positive or not, haha. 2 under 2 sounds terrifying, but I know we'll manage!
Still keeping my FX that this is a sticky baby...my blood work in the beginning was not good, and my normally exuberant OB was very cautious about congratulating me. I have my next check up next week, so hopeful that we'll get a good HB and I can stop stressing so much!
My poor H had to move out of the house his dad owned and into my dorm with me because the ex refused to move out. We stayed "just friends" for six months as his intent had really just been to tell me to keep me safe, not to date me. Anyways, he probably literally saved my physical life with the way my ex was getting, but he also got me into faith and saved my eternal life as well.
We dated all through college, married five months after graduation and moved to a new state. Another state and an endometriosis diagnosis later, we realize we're going to have to have kids sooner rather than later. 8 cycles go by with no luck, but the day of my appointment to discuss fertility treatments, I get my BFP. June 2014, DD1 changes our lives.
Eight months later, OB and I know endometriosis is back in full swing so I go off BC again. Next month, in the middle of yet another move, BFP. December 2015, DD2.
We move AGAIN in March of 2016, finally back to our home state, and try to get settled while living with my mom. Cycles are weird, only one period, can't keep up with anything. We decide in early August that someone is missing from our family but we will wait to try for #3 until at least next year. BFP the next day. God has bigger plans than I do with three under three.
That was a novel, ten points to Gryffindor if you made it this far. For those of you counting, that was four moves in less than five years.
He finally received a promotion, and we both moved to my home-town in 2012. He proposed in 2012, and we eloped in 2013. I knew I wanted to wait a year before trying for a baby, and I thought that it would take us a while to conceive because I had a LEEP earlier in 2014. I quit BC in September, and DS was conceived in November. I was shocked it happened so quickly! DH has 3 sisters, and I have 1 sister and 1 brother so we both new we wanted more than 1. DH wanted to start trying right away, but I was bf-ing (still am) and didn't get my period back until this past July. The plan was to NTNP when DS turned 1 in August, then really start trying in December. I had no idea how blessed I am to be so fertile, because a week after DS turned 1, we had our BFP. A little shocked again, but still happy. DH wanted more than anything to have twins, but to my relief there is only one little bean wiggling around.
Let's see, we met in 2004 - beginning of our sophomore year in college. We were official within weeks, very hot and heavy! We made our friends barf. We moved in together senior year, got internships in our majors together, got dogs, we were the best of friends. We got engaged the summer after graduation and were married the next year (I was almost 23.) After we got married, we didn't use any contraception, no birth control, really just the "pull and pray" technique for about 2 years. We then continued not trying/not preventing until end of 2012.
We decided when we were 27/28 (Jan 2013) we would start to try. For a year, we just timed it around when I ovulated but year one was a bust. Year 2 it became a job. We were using OPK's, Preseed, hips in the air, Fertility Vitamins, EVERYTHING under the sun. Nothing. That year was rough - we grew resentful, it wasn't fun anymore, I was sad because we were not successful. We kept thinking that the things we sought out to do, we did! Graduated, careers out of college, married, etc. But this we couldn't get.
January 2015 - DH and I decided that we will do everything that's in our control and if it's meant to be, it's meant to be - but we had to stop being hard on ourselves. Our marriage was really tested that year before. I talked to my OB and he scheduled me for an HSG and DH for a SA. Everything came up clear for me and DH's numbers were good. By the end of the summer, he referred me to an RE about 40 minutes from my house. All the testing came back inconclusive and they said I had "unexplained infertility." We started with IUI's that fall. 3 medicated IUI's - all BFN's. The next step was IVF.
January 2016 - Driving to the clinic every morning became pretty routine - go in for blood work and ultrasounds most mornings before work (thank dog for an understanding boss!) Daily injections weren't even too bad. End of January we had our retrieval and then the transfer 5 days later (stats below.) We got a BFP! We were over the moon. FINALLY! I was on cloud 9, nothing could touch me. I went in for my 6 week ultrasound, this would be the first time I see it. (Nicknamed Beaker because it's our science baby
Fast forward to June (we took the summer off to enjoy ourselves) and I've now had more genetic testing and even an endometrial biopsy. All came back clear. Round 2! I'm on a different IVF protocol and again, responding well. Retrieval went great and we committed that we were transferring 2 embryos this time. We were going for broke!
TLDR Summary: Infertile Myrtle for years full o' tears - IVF saved the day! Now I need to increase my pay.
Me 31, DH 32, Married 08/08
02/13/15-HSG-All Clear
ER 02/05-20 Retrieved - 11 Matured, 9 Fertilized, ET 2/10 (1 Transferred, 4 Frz) - BFP 2/19, M/C-3/5-Trisomy 16
ER 07/14-14 Retrieved,11 Matured, 10 Fertilized, ET 07/19 (2 Transferred, 6 Frz), BFP 7/28, 8/16 U/S-TWINS!
Due Date - April 6, 2017 UPDATED March 23, 2017!
This is so fun to get to read all the stories and "know" you all a little bit better!
Mine isn't super exciting but i'll still share.
It starts out kind of cliché, Met my hubby when I was 18 (he was 25!) while I was working at our local coffeeshop/bookstore. He was friends with one of my coworkers so would come to hang out with him after he got off sometimes but then started hanging around for me.
We dated for two years, got engaged, and five months after that got married.
He comes from a very broken background, was in foster care, not stable relationships with family etc (he now has an ok relationship with his dad but despises his mom) so was just never really sure when he wanted to start a family. He wanted kids but definitely wanted to wait a few years. I come from a family of 11 kids so I knew I wanted a few - not 11!- of my own but I was ok waiting for a few years. I'll go ahead and throw out answers to the commonly asked questions about being from a big family here: Yes, all from same mom and dad, no blending, not Catholic or Mormon, no multiples, oldest currently is soon to be 30, youngest is 10. I am the 3rd oldest and so far have the only grandchild (soon to be grandchildren). Ok, moving on.
After being married almost two years I started to get baby fever. Asked my husband what he was thinking and he was still hesitant. I was on the last month of my birth control before I needed a refill so I asked him if I could just stop taking it and we'd see what happened or pull out etc. He decided that would be fine since after birth control it could take awhile who knows. Well, that first month off birth control we were pregnant with DS! We were surprised but thrilled!
This time around: I honestly thought we'd have our kids about two years apart so when DS was about a year and a half I asked DH what he was thinking for our next one. He's like eh, not quite ready for that. I was ok with that. Over the next few months we'd go back and forth with one being ready and the other not really. This summer we were like ok, we don't want our kids too far apart, maybe we'll go ahead and start trying. I was already toward the end of my fertile window in June but we started trying anyway but I started my period like normal and we were both super bummed but I honestly wasn't surprised since I was pretty sure I was past ovulation. The next month we started trying again and then were like "wait, we have plans to fly back to DHs home town for a wedding next May, we better hold off a few months and then try again." Well, we found out two weeks later we were pregnant with #2! So needless to say we were shocked as I thought I was WAY too early in the month and I won't be going to the wedding most likely!
Ok, so sorry for the book but there you have our "story."
DH and I met in college. I was not interested in getting married right after college at all, but he won me over.
I had really poor reactions to birth control so I went off of it and we used natural family planning. Two years went by and I was impressed with how well it worked. I was still in grad school at the two year mark so we decided to wait until I was done with grad school.
We kind of stopped preventing in my last semester but weren't trying very hard. When I finished grad school July 2015 we started trying in earnest. We had a tough time. I tried not to be impatient even while it seemed like everyone around me was getting pregnant at the drop of a hat. Since we hadn't prevented very well for quite some time and weren't getting pregnant despite tracking ovulation and cycles I was starting to worry something was wrong.
TW
We conceived in early April 2016, and were absolutely thrilled. We were excited to have a Christmas baby and the first grandchild on both sides. Right after announcing to family at eleven weeks, we discovered I'd had a MMC and were absolutely, completely devastated. I had PPD after my MMC, and recovery was a long and awful process. I didn't know if I wanted to try again as soon as I got my period or if I wanted to give myself time to grieve.
We went on vacation the last week of July and enjoyed a relaxing and healing time, and celebrated our fourth anniversary as couples do. Well, 7 days later I felt a little pinch or cramp, and four days after that, 11 dpo, I got a bfp that shot straight to positive in seconds. We were shocked.
Anyone who's PGAL can tell you it's really rough. Especially if you've not yet had a successful pregnancy and don't know if you can. But doctors were unable to find any reason for concern, so we've been hopeful and wary and taking one day at a time. We're almost to the second trimester and looking forward with hope. We don't get to have our Christmas baby, but we hope to keep the baby that is due a week before my birthday, and conceived on our anniversary.
Dh and I met while working at an amusement park during summers while in college--we both worked at the main hotel there and he eventually transferred up from reservations to the front desk, where we met and started working together almost daily (I was a supervisor in hsk). This was 2010. I liked him immediately and we hung out through mutual friends. I was dating my ex at the time though, who I broke up with when I went back to school and graduated that fall. Dh and I started talking a lot and we both went back for a final summer at the amusement park in 2011. Started kind of seeing each other. At the end of the summer he went back to IN because he was about to move to Phoenix and live with his friend. When I finished my contract, we kept talking and I was packing to move to Alabama to live with my dad and find a job down there. Dh told me I should come live in Phoenix with him. So on a complete whim I changed from going to AL to AZ within a week! After 8 months, we moved to IN (his family is there) because I'm apparently allergic to the desert, after some bumps along the way we got engaged fall of 2012. Married fall of 2013 (our anniversary was yesterday
DS--N14
Baby #2 EDD--4/16/17
DH and I have been together since 2005, married in 2011 (met through college marching band - yes, we're nerds!). Up until summer 2015 (which is when we moved to Louisiana for DH to attend grad school) we didn't have any close friends getting pregnant, and I honestly thought we'd wait until after DH graduates in 2017 to start trying (although multiple teachers I worked with at my old job predicted I'd start having babies once we moved! Turns out they knew better than me hahaha). DH is on a very small graduate student stipend, and as the primary breadwinner for a few years I just didn't see myself being able to take off any time from work.
THEN two very close friends of ours got pregnant within 6 weeks of each other, and in early 2016 when they had their babies I was hit with baby fever HARD. DH and I discussed for a while and decided it *might* be a good time to start TTGP (I fully expected it would take us several cycles at least) Went off the pill in April to track my cycles for a few months, bought Taking Charge of Your Fertility and started temping, tracking and lurking on the TTGP boards, then we started trying in July. I was sure that it didn't work on cycle #1 because I never got a true positive on OPKs and I ended up ovulating (I believe) a few days earlier than "normal" - we were on vacation celebrating our anniversary, and DH's family joined us at the beach the same day.
Fast forward...we date for 6 years, get married in Hawaii, and try to have babies. Only its not working out. And I'm thinking "wait, I'm Mexican...I'm supposed to get knocked up right away!" After 2 years of trying we finally use an ovulation kit, and I get pregnant. Only it doesn't last very long and I end up miscarrying. Try again and we end up with a baby boy! He's now 2
We didn't plan on baby #2 because we thought we had to use an ovulation kit again. But God blessed us with this little bundle of joy without having to plan it. And they say....if you stop trying, it will happen. I'm so excited to have another baby because they truly are little miracles of love.
I met DH in 2008, right after I turned 18. He was 20. I had just graduated high school that spring and in September I moved 4 hours away to go to a 6 month Christian mission school/trip. For 3 months we had class and studied all sorts of things including the culture of India, where we were going to go. I had a high school boyfriend, who was a horrible person and really treated me like crap. But, it was my one experimental bad boy thing. DH was dating a girl who was on staff at the Christian organization we were at. He mostly hung out with her and her friends so I didn't get to know him super well. Then we went to India for 2 months. His gf and my bf were at home and we were finally able to get to know each other. I realized I really, really liked this guy. He quickly became my favorite person to hang out with. We talked for hours and hours every night and never ran out of things to say. I broke up with my bf over email with no regrets and that night he confessed his "like" of me on a rooftop in India at night, watching the bats fly around in the air above us. A couple of days later he called his gf to break up (on the day before v-day) and we were unofficially official. We were allowed to start dating until the outreach was over. So, we held hands in secret and kept talking for hours and hours every day.
Anyway, that was a super long intro to our relationship. We got home and started officially dating March 2009. I was 18, he was 20. On our 2 year dating anniversary we got engaged, March 2011. And October 2011 we got married. I was 21 and he was 23. We were in the middle of college, but knew we were going to get married so decided, why wait. I was on the pill. 3 months after our 1 year anniversary, on the 1st day of my last full semester of college I found out I was pregnant. I was 22. Whoa crazy! We had planned on waiting another 6 or 7 years before we thought about kids. So, this changed a lot of our plans. DD was born Sep. 2013. DH was on his last semester of undergrad and working half time and it was crazy hard. So, while I raised DD, volunteered and eventually got my doula training done he went through architecture grad school and worked. All of this living in a city away from any family. Honestly, making it through that has convinced me I can do anything.
DH graduated this May and we moved to his hometown and have been living with SIL while he looks for an architecture job. We had already been forced to wait longer than we would have chosen and really don't want out kids to be 5 years apart. So, I went off BC at the end of winter and started tracking my cycles. I got pregnant in June, but we lost that baby to an early miscarriage. We meant to take a month off, but weren't really preventing. We had sex once during our fertile week and I guess it was enough. Got my BFP the day before DH's birthday and surprised him with a pee stick for a present. Our lives have not been normal. I really hope some day we can just be the normal family down the block. But, I feel so strong to have made it through, and am currently still making it through such hard stuff every day.
SORRY FOR THE NOVEL. I JUST COULDN'T STOP!
DH: 30 year old pneumatic electrical engineer
BFP: June 25, 2016 and MC: July 3, 2016
DD2: April 16, 2017
BFP: November 30, 2018 EDD: August 14, 2019
DH and I met 7 years ago in a bar through mutual friends. I know this is cheesy, but it was absolutely love at first sight for both of us. We were inseparable from that night on and never looked back. He proposed a little after a year and right before our wedding, we moved to his home state for him to attend law school. We vacillated between his home state and mine, and he spent a summer working in my home state the summer we got pregnant the first time.
DD was a very, very wanted baby. While he was in school, we were a few years older than most of his classmates and felt very ready for a family. It was helpful we made a lot of friends in that town with people who also had young children. It was a long road for DD - a year of trying, HSG and fertility tests, and then BAM - after "residing to the fact we were going to need to start fertility treatments," I got a BFP. We were actually scheduled to go to a beer festival that afternoon when I asked DH "if anyone would care if I didn't drink, because I just don't feel very good." He made me take the test, and I was so shocked when it was positive. DD was born 2.5 years ago and she's the greatest.
We started trying for 2.0 almost exactly a year ago to this date. I got my IUD out and once my cycles returned, we started. It was not fun. I was irregular again, so I went on clomid. We did several rounds before we hit the same point as last time and I had scheduled appointments with fertility clinics when... you guessed it! My hormone levels were through the roof with this one so I've know since implantation practically. It turns out that was probably due to a vanishing twin causing really high hcG levels.
We are so excited for April and really can't wait to be a family of four.
Married: 5/30/2013
DSS #1: 5/25/2007
DSS #2: 1/22/2011
DS #3: 7/8/2012
BFP: 3/14/2016 ~ MC: 3/19/2016
DS #4: 4/21/17
After college we moved to the same city together. He proposed in December of our second year there (we had been together for 4 years by then and lived together for 1.5), and we got married the next September after we moved back East. We're both in grad school part time while working full time, and we graduate in May, so we decided to wait until we were almost done with school to have a kid. It was all very planned. I got my IUD out in June, started trying in July, and there came the BFP.
We're young for our area and our friend group for having kids (we'll be 28 when DD is born) but our parents are in their mid-late 60s and not in amazing health. We want them to have a good relationship with their grandchildren. We've also been together for 8 years at this point.
DD #2: May 2020
Baby #3: EDD May 2023; MC October 2022
I met my husband because of a bunch of meddling sales associates. I was a manager of a men's department, and I had been single for awhile (bad breakup). My associates tried to set me up with every cute guy who came into the department. I finally told them it had to stop and somehow they convinced me to let them pick one guy for me to go on a date with. That guy ended up being my husband. On our first date we talked for 4 hours, and we were inseparable after that. He proposed about 6 months later, and we got married a year after that. We started trying to have kids right away, but after a year and a half we started down the fun road of fertility counseling. We were really lucky, and it only took 3 rounds on femara and we got our BFP!
I'm so excited for April!! Also a little scared...
Beginning of my sophomore year I was definitely more laid back and really tried to keep my relationship with him casual. However when you spend hours and hours between marching practice and football games...by the end of the season, we were an item. We didn't start "officially" dating till the following spring when I turned 16.
We dated my last 2 years of high school and he went off to college my senior year. When it was my turn to pick a college I had to choose between the college that he went to or the college I had fallen in love with the previous summer but was 3 hours away. If I picked the latter, it would have ended our relationship so I decided to go to the same college as him. I do have regrets about it but at the same time I still went to a very good school and ended up really liking it. We got engages my junior year in college and while I finished 2 quaters early, husband spent another year finishing his engineering program and ended up graduating after me. The weekend after his graduation, we got married and moved to Southern California.
We knew we wanted to wait 2 years before having kids. I started a Masters program in School Counseling. He started a Master's program in Electrical Engineering while working full-time. We were both pretty busy but baby fever struck by the end of my Masters program and we got pregnant with DD1 right away. She was born Feb 2012 and will be 5yo in a few months! DD2 took much longer to conceive. My cycles had a hard time regulating and it took 7 months before we got a BFP again in Jan 2014. DD2 was born end of Sept 2014 (just turned 2).
After DD2 was born, we went through a tough time with DD1. She was 2.5 but not really talking within her age range and not developing social relationships like other almost 3yo were. I felt a little ostracized by other moms with girls similar in age because Nat just didn't play with their kids. We had her tested by the school district at 3yo hoping just to get speech services but instead she tested on the Autism spectrum. We were devastated. I went through a good 6mos of not wanting to go anywhere or do anything. DD1 was placed in a 5 day-a-week, 5 hours a day program with intensive behavioral intervention, aids, speech, and even through the summer. Here I was home with a 9mos and felt helpless on how to help my 3.5yo. There is a happier ending. This past spring she was retested by the school district and her Autism score decreased by 15 points and moved from "Most Likely Autistic" to barely making the "Probable" category. Her services were reduced, she's in a typical, private preschool 3 mornings a week with 2 days of speech and 1 day of resource (which is she is doing WONDERFULLY in). We are having her professionally evaluated at the end of the month but we and the teachers suspect a case of ADHD.
We were not trying for Baby 3. After how long it took to try for DD2, we wanted to wait another year. DD2 was a tough baby! We needed a break! But too much unprotected sex and denial and we found out at the end of July that Baby 3 is on its way! We are very grateful as this will be our last child and it means completing our family and moving on, but can't help feel a little sad that this stage will soon be over quicker than anticipated!
DH and I met right before my senior year in college at a Harvard think tank for Ancient Greek studies. He had just spent the last year working a post-baccelarture position and I was starting my summer internship. Our programs overlapped by three weeks. It took two weeks for us to go out on a date and afterwards he said, "I am leaving in a week, so can I take you out on a lot of dates before then?". At the end of that week he left and then came back a month later. That trip started a long distance relationship that lasted three years, two of which he lived in France. When he finally moved back to TN, it took another year for me to move to his city. After four years of dating we got married. We've been married for 3 years. This is our first pregnancy and we only tried once, so we feel really blessed (and terrified!).
My DH and I met in 1997 in 6th grade through our church youth group. I told my youth group leader I was going to marry him someday. I was a super quiet and introverted and he was loud, outgoing, and a bit obnoxious - but oh so cute. We "dated" if you can call it that. We went to the movies, the beach, church functions, each others house, etc. We saw each other almost everyday yet it took 4 months to hold hands haha. I ended up having a crush on an older boy that liked me so I broke it off. Then came summer before freshman year of highschool (2000) and we started dating again. Things were great at first, but it quickly became awkward, he was too cool to talk to me around his friends. We had classes together and sat near each other everyday. Then all of a sudden he started sitting across the room and ignoring me. One day, his friend came up to me in the middle of class to tell me that my DH thinks I'm ugly, he only dated me to get back at me for breaking up with him in 6th grade, and broke up with me for him. I was absolutely crushed and heartbroken and angry at him. We didn't talk for a long time. Eventually I got over it as I couldn't shake the feeling that he was "the one". We remained friends for awhile but eventually cut ties. Over the years, he went through a very angry stage (alcoholic mom issues) and he just wasn't the person I knew anymore.
Fast forward to my Senior year of college (2007) and he reaches out to me. We finally spoke about that day in high school and it turns out his friend that broke up with me told my DH that I didn't want to be with HIM, didn't want him to sit by me, etc. So all along he thought I broke up with him again when I thought he ended it with me. We talked through instant messenger and on the phone a lot. When I came home for winter break, he stopped by my house and we caught up. It was like my 6th grade love was back. We hung out for a few weeks while I was home and I got my FIRST kiss from him. We didn't kiss in middle school or high school! He asked me to be his girlfriend, but I didn't give him an answer because I was scared. I knew if I said yes, that this was it. I knew he was going to be the one I married. February 6th, 2008 I finally agreed. We dated for 4 years then got engaged on February 6th 2012. We got married on February 6th, 2013.
We used protection the first 6 months or so then decided if it happened it happened and quit using protection. We knew we wanted kids, but didn't want to actively try yet. Well years go by and nothing happened so I started to worry there was something wrong with me. I tried the fertility awareness method for 2 months, but it didn't work. My cycle is short and a little irregular so it turns out I never ovulated when I thought I did. I decided to ask my gynecologist what was going on. He had my progesterone tested and said that was fine. He wanted me to try for 3 months and come back. After tons of research, I decided to give OPK's a chance. The very first cycle of using them, BAM! got pregnant. So here we are in 2016 expecting our first little love. EDD is April 3rd and we are ridiculously excited!
Married: 5/30/2013
DSS #1: 5/25/2007
DSS #2: 1/22/2011
DS #3: 7/8/2012
BFP: 3/14/2016 ~ MC: 3/19/2016
DS #4: 4/21/17
DH and I met in February of 2012 on craigslist lol! I had bought a house a couple years before and was finishing the basement when I accidentally over measured by about 30 sheets of drywall. I put them up for sale on craigslist and DH is the one that bought them. I called my best friend right after he left and said "there is just something about that guy" but didn't really do much about it. A couple months later I ran into him at the bar and bought him a drink right before I left. He ended up messaging me on FB for the next 6 months asking me out and I continued to turn him down. I had just gotten out of a long term relationship and I was not looking for anything but fun. When the government shutdown happened on October 1st 2013, he messaged me and asked if I was affected (I was) and asked if he could take me out to get my mind off it. I decided to give it a chance and called my friend and told her to call me in 2 hours and tell me I have to leave. She called and called and called. I finally shut my phone off. What was supposed to be a couple hours turned into the wee hours of the morning and I knew that night that he was going to be my husband. We got married in October of 2015 and had started talking in June about trying because we knew that it can take a healthy couple 6-12 months to conceive. We "tried" in June but it was more of a "let's just not use the pull out method anymore." We actually looked at my fertile window for July and decided to give it a go so we could start to get the hang of paying attention to my ovulation day. One month later I had cramps and spotting 5 days before my period and I remember thinking "this is going to be one mother of a period if I'm already cramping" those cramps and spotting turned out to be from implantation. I woke up 1 week before DH birthday and decided to test so I could calm down and not stress my period into being late. BFP almost instantly. I was shocked. Pregnant with #1 and enjoying every minute of it.
well there's no college sweet heart story, lol. My husband noticed my first when I was 18 working in our local hardware store. I was the hit girl in 501's, I never noticed him. I met my DH at 20 when I joined our local fire department. At 21 I was married to my first husband. I always thought my DH was a very hot older man but it didn't matter because we were both married so it was more of a crush. Well 1.5 years after my my 1st marriage started it ended. We were together for 5 years and he ended up being on drugs and was drinking a ton, not a healthy relationship, lots of fighting. So when I went to tell the fire chief (my now DH) i was getting a divorce some kind of connection happened and he made a pass at me! So I told him that was not ok and he told me he was also getting a divorce and didn't know why he did that. (He hot married for all the wrong reasons the first time, it was not out of love). Well that day started a friendship I never thought of. We actually went through our divorces together and were there emotionally for each other. We started out as "friends with bennifits" no strings attached, or so we thought because we totally fell in love the first month and talked for hours and hours. We pretty much knew we wanted to get married the first few months, we got married 3 years later and have been together for 12 years. I was 22 he was 35.
Not your typical love story but it's ours. We were never with anyone else but each other since our devorces. We hit a rough patch and got counseling, it's the best thing that ever happened to us and we can't see our lives without each other.
edited bc my brain can't comprehend things this morning
DS--N14
Baby #2 EDD--4/16/17
Mine started when I was working as an archaeologist in South America in 2004. I was working with DH's brother, who is also an archaeologist, and DH came to the site to visit his brother because he was in the area. Honestly I don't remember much about that first visit. I had a boyfriend in the states and he really didn't make an impression on me.
Next summer, I returned for the field season again working with DH's brother. My now BIL invited me to his house for independence day because there the entire country shuts down for 4 days and I had nothing better to do. Well, BIL and DH decided to get some friends together and spend the time camping at the beach. DH and I no longer had significant others and after 2 days of fun at the beach we had a very drunken hookup (I'll figure out a way to prettify that for the kids). So, the rest of my time there we had a very casual relationship. When I went back to the states, the only way we could keep in touch was email (this was 2005) and I thought that we would just not communicate. To my big surprise, we started emailing back and forth A LOT and every now and then one of us would buy a phone card so we could talk for 5 minutes.
2006 I was going to be in South America for another field season, but I was going to be in another country. DH took some time and came to visit me for a couple of weeks and I found out I had received a very prestigious fellowship that would put me in DH's town for all of 2007. We decided that we would move in together.
Well, 2008 and beyond I was going to be writing my dissertation, so there were no future planned trips. We decided that we did not want to break up so we got married so he could come live with me in the US. What was supposed to be a quick trip to the court and a barbeque turned into 200 guests, but that's a story for another time.
So, when I returned to the states I asked my doctor to put in Mirena because the other birth control was a pain. Fast forward to 2011 at my annual gyno exam the doctor couldn't feel the strings and we found out my cavernous uterus had swallowed it. So they took it out, and I told them not to put another one in because it hurt so much. I was supposed to start the pill again after my first period but I never got it. I was pregnant! We were surprised and excited and when we found out I had a missed miscarriage, it was awful.
A few months later we decided to try for a baby and that's how DS happened. When DS was 15 months old we decided to try for a sibling since both of us are close with ours. But, DS had an accident at daycare and was hospitalized for 2 weeks. It took us about 3 years to pay those bills and DS has ongoing problems from the accident. We've tried on and off the last year to have a sibling, so I'm hoping this one sticks.
Love the craigslist story!
To make a long IF story short it took us 2y3m to conceive DD1. I have several fertility challenges. DD1 was born in 2010. I had s 14 wk missed m/c in 2012. We had our first rainbow DD2 in 2013. I had a 9 wk missed m/c in 2015. One year later after actively trying for 7 months we conceived this baby and I'm now 12.5 weeks pregnant. We are hoping and praying this baby sticks and is born healthy in April.
we celebrated our 10 year wedding anniversary this past July.
DD1 born 5/24/10.
Missed M/C at 14 wks Feb 2012.
DD2 born 5/14/13.
Missed M/C at 9 wks July 2015.
@pinkshades05 yeah. I ran out of pages to stamp in my passport during those years.
If H had his way, I would have been KU walking down the isle. While we never really prevented, we had to wait for the maternity rider on our insurance to kick in before we could get pregnant. In April of 2011 I was finally able to get a doc to start testing for issues and my HSG came back wonky. We were referred to an RE and the long journey to having a baby really began in the summer of 2011.
I had my first lap after a few months of tx with femara and IUI and that's when they discovered extensive scar tissue on both overies and my right tube. Because of the tubal issues, we made the jump to IVF without further trying. First cycle went well, all things considered, and on Xmas day we had a positive pregnancy test only to lose the pregnancy days later. Fast forward through a FET, another fresh cycle(again a chemical), and we geared up for another FET. Days before transfer, an RE spotted a hydrosalphynx in my tube. Another lap, a disconnected tube, and more waiting, we finally had a successful FET and DS was born June of 2014.
We did do transfers with our remaining embryos, both of those cycles failed, and we were left with no money, and no more babies. OADNBC. It wasn't easy coming to terms with it at all. It took months. We finally started to move on.
And then, HELLO! Surprise! I started to feel pregnant. And sure enough, baby #2 is on her way. We were in complete shock for a long while, but are doing better now, lol. We will definitely be lining up a V for DH once she's here, we have always said we wanted 2, so now we are done. It feels like a dream, really. After so much bad news and struggle, this gift is truly amazing and wonderful.
June- Femara 7.5mg + Trigger + IUI = BFN August- Lap & Hysteroscopy = Blocked & Partially Blocked Tubes
September- Femara 5mg = CX - No Response on Left = BFN October- 100mg Clomid + Trigger + TI = BFN
IVF # 1: Stims 11/30 ER 12/12/12! (10R, 10M, 8F, 2T, 6 F) :: Beta #1- 176 c/p @ 4w4d
FET #1 February 26th :: Lost 4 to Thaw, Transferred 2 = BFFN
IVF # 2 Stims 5/10 ER 5/21 (15R, 13M, 13F, 2T, 7F- 6d3 & 1d5) :: Beta # 1- 15 c/p @ 4w
FET #2.2 Scheduled for September 20th
2 Thawed, 2 Transferred! Beta #1- 96, Beta #2 906! :: EDD June 10th
2015- 2 failed FET. We are done
SURPRISE! BFP 8/8/16 EDD 4/1/17