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My Due Date: June 17, 2018I am postpartum » My due date was more than 2 weeks ago
Age: 34 years old
Location: Gaborone, Botswana
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62 Days of Secrecy
By MamaMoey » Posted Oct. 12, 2017 2:34am - 346 views - 0 comments
Wow, OK; where to begin?
I am 27 turning 28 next month on the 22nd. SO is turning 30 in exactly a week. We have been together (with breaks in between) since 2015 and now more than ever, I know he is the one I am meant to spend the rest of my life with, or at least I am sure he's the one I'm meant to annoy for all of eternity. We have survived two miscarriages. I have a beautiful, smart, hyper 6 year old from a previous relationship. His father and I are very civil, friendly at times, so there is no "baby daddy drama". I had my first son at 21 and it was an easy and uneventful pregnancy. Giving birth was where all the action was. I literally begged for a c-section and I was not even fully dilated at that point. I want to give birth drug free again but then I remember wanting to die from the pain and I am not too sure. It is all worth it in the end but goodness labour pains should come with a shot of Jager and stiff drink at the very least, and perhaps a gun to shoot the man responsible.
My journey TTC this time around consisted of two cycles. Last month I was convinced that I was pregnant. We baby danced everyday throughout my fertile period. I was sure that it was our month the AF reared her ugly head. I was literally devastated. All HPTs were stark white and I had to begrudgingly accept that it hadn't happened. SO was away when my fertile period began and I was freaking out because I thought he wouldn't be able to deposit his champion swimmers deep inside me. We BD'd the day before and the day after suspected ovulation and that was it. I don't temp so I have no way to confirm ovulation but I have a standard 28 day cycle and the rest is all guess work.
So he deposited his liquid gold and I lay there for as long as possible before getting up. I was frantically googling how fast sperm gets to the egg because in my mind, our 12-24hrs of the egg was either up or about to be up. I counted myself out for the month. In spite of that, I began testing at 7DPO- BFN! 11DPO BFN! 13DPO all my dreams came true. A barely here line shows up, barely there but definitely there.
BFP? Now what? I am yet to buy another test to confirm what I got at 13DPO. I am 15DPO and apparently 4 weeks 1 day pregnant. AF is still AWOL, I am holding my breath at least until next week to take another test. To say I am excited would be an understatement. I still can't believe it. I. AM. PREGNANT!
SO the last two times I miscarried could not keep the news to himself and so this time I will not tell him a thing. I refuse to be pessimistic. I am cautiously optimistic. I cannot wait to share the good news.... But only after 13 weeks. I will not tell a soul. And so begins my 62 Days of Secrecy.
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62 Days of Secrecy
By MamaMoey » Posted Oct. 12, 2017 2:34am - 346 views - 0 comments
Wow, OK; where to begin?
I am 27 turning 28 next month on the 22nd. SO is turning 30 in exactly a week. We have been together (with breaks in between) since 2015 and now more than ever, I know he is the one I am meant to spend the rest of my life with, or at least I am sure he's the one I'm meant to annoy for all of eternity. We have survived two miscarriages. I have a beautiful, smart, hyper 6 year old from a previous relationship. His father and I are very civil, friendly at times, so there is no "baby daddy drama". I had my first son at 21 and it was an easy and uneventful pregnancy. Giving birth was where all the action was. I literally begged for a c-section and I was not even fully dilated at that point. I want to give birth drug free again but then I remember wanting to die from the pain and I am not too sure. It is all worth it in the end but goodness labour pains should come with a shot of Jager and stiff drink at the very least, and perhaps a gun to shoot the man responsible.
My journey TTC this time around consisted of two cycles. Last month I was convinced that I was pregnant. We baby danced everyday throughout my fertile period. I was sure that it was our month the AF reared her ugly head. I was literally devastated. All HPTs were stark white and I had to begrudgingly accept that it hadn't happened. SO was away when my fertile period began and I was freaking out because I thought he wouldn't be able to deposit his champion swimmers deep inside me. We BD'd the day before and the day after suspected ovulation and that was it. I don't temp so I have no way to confirm ovulation but I have a standard 28 day cycle and the rest is all guess work.
So he deposited his liquid gold and I lay there for as long as possible before getting up. I was frantically googling how fast sperm gets to the egg because in my mind, our 12-24hrs of the egg was either up or about to be up. I counted myself out for the month. In spite of that, I began testing at 7DPO- BFN! 11DPO BFN! 13DPO all my dreams came true. A barely here line shows up, barely there but definitely there.
BFP? Now what? I am yet to buy another test to confirm what I got at 13DPO. I am 15DPO and apparently 4 weeks 1 day pregnant. AF is still AWOL, I am holding my breath at least until next week to take another test. To say I am excited would be an understatement. I still can't believe it. I. AM. PREGNANT!
SO the last two times I miscarried could not keep the news to himself and so this time I will not tell him a thing. I refuse to be pessimistic. I am cautiously optimistic. I cannot wait to share the good news.... But only after 13 weeks. I will not tell a soul. And so begins my 62 Days of Secrecy.
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