I am so excited to announce that we are pregnant!!
I am even more excited to announce that we are pregnant with TWINS!!!
Go ahead and re-read that last line. Yes, we are having TWINS! We are just as shocked as you are right now.
Let me first start by backing up about five months.
John and I always knew we wanted our kids close together (yes, even this close). We also knew that we wanted three children. These two things were non-negotiables. So, about a month before Croix turned one, I went back to the doctor's office to see about getting back on the medicine I was prescribed when I was trying to get pregnant with him. This medicine is called Letrozole. It's a medicine that causes you to ovulate (which I typically do not do on my own). The doctor told me at this appointment that I was not allowed to take it due to breastfeeding Croix. So, we knew we had about a month left until I could go back to the doctors. I always had plans to cut Croix off of breastfeeding on his first birthday (which surprisingly was not hard). I made an appointment with the doctor and was prescribed the Letrozole at the beginning of October 2014. I was really excited about it this time around because I thought my body would be used to the medicine and I would get pregnant on the first time. I was wrong. I took a pregnancy test the first chance possible and it was the biggest let down to see that negative sign. I had really high hopes which made the bad news even worse. I took the medicine again in November 2014. This time I thought to myself "this is it! It's definitely going to happen this time. I got pregnant with Croix on the second round of Letrolze and I just know it's going to be the same this time". It came time to take the pregnancy test and ….negative, again. I think I went into a tiny bit of depression. A week went by and I hadn't started my period and everyday that I was late on my period was a day that I had to push back my next round of medicine. I even went as far to call the nurse and ask for a different medicine that would jump start my period. I was desperate. She told me "I really don't feel comfortable doing that Cassey. Let's wait another week. If you don't get your period in another week, call me back". I hung up with her and kept praying that my period would come. It was getting to the point where I was excited to go to the bathroom. I was looking forward to wiping and seeing the blood. I'm so strange, aren't I? So around day 7 of my missed period (
Thursday, December 18, 2014, to be exact) John and I were sitting at our dining table. I told him that my next round of Letrozole had to be pushed back because my period just wasn't coming. John and I did a special "diet" called the Whole30. I thought that since I lost 15 pounds it had some effect on my menstrual cycle. He said "just take another pregnancy test". My exact response "well, I do have another one but it's going to say negative…but I'll take it I guess" (in my whiny voice). We continued on with our nightly routine putting Croix to bed and getting ready for the next day. I got in the shower and when I got out I pulled out the last pregnancy test in the box. I literally thought to myself "this is such a waste of an expensive pregnancy test" right before I peed on it…but I did it anyway. I peed on the test, set it aside, wiped and flushed. As I was pulling up my pants I looked over at the test that was sitting on the side of the tub and my heart skipped a beat or two. I said out loud "oh my God!" and rushed out into the living room. I was trying to yell "I AM PREGNANT!!" to John who was watching TV but the words wouldn't come out of my mouth. My eyes were about to pop out of my head and once I was able to speak I walked right up to his recliner and said "IM PREGNANT!!" His response: "what?????" I said "YES!!! IT'S POSITIVE!!!" I was so shocked. I was so dead set on this month not being our time and having to wait even longer. I started to cry and John asked why. I said "I haven't been taking my prenatal vitamins and drinking water like I should be". He started laughing at me and said "imagine the people who don't know they are pregnant for months! You're only a week behind". For the next couple of hours we sat in silence and every hour or so we said "I cannot believe it! Can you believe it!??!" At this point I was five weeks pregnant.
Fast forward to a couple of days after I we found out. The sickness started. I was not excited about this as I was so sick with Croix. The good news about my sickness with Croix was that the medicine I was prescribed for nausea worked like a charm. This time around…not so much. I tried four different medications and still throw up on with of them. Morning sickness is no joke. Especially if it's an all day sickness.
Ok, so now you are caught up!
Yesterday, Wednesday January 14, 2015, we had our first ultrasound. The ultrasound sound you have a 8 weeks (even though we had ours at 9 weeks) when you get to hear the heart beat for the first time. John met me at the doctors office. We left Croix at Ms. Tina's because this particular appointment was scheduled right during his second nap time. John and I were feeling excited but we both knew exactly what to expect. After all, we've had done this before.
The Sonogram lady (who I refer to as Ms. Personality….totally sarcastic, by the way) called us back to her dark little room. I laid on the chair and John and I both had our phones ready to record the heart beat. John and I were anxiously watching the TV monitor. While she is rubbing the monitor over my belly we had a small conversation and it went a little something like this:
We will refer to her a Ms. P (for personality).
Mrs. P: "Did you do any infertility?"
Me: (probably rudely because I was so caught off guard with that question) "No…??"
Mrs. P: "Did you take anything with this pregnancy?"
Me: "Um….yes……."
Mrs. P: "Clomid?"
Me: "Yes" …(even though I meant No! But I know Letrozole and Clomid are very similar)
Mrs. P: "Oh! That explains it"
Me: "How can you tell I took that?" (At this point I thought something was wrong and I was starting to panic)
Mrs. P: (As nonchalant as she possibly could be) "There are two in there".
Me & John: (In unison) "WHAT!!!!!"
Mrs. P: Dead silence
Me & John: "WHAT!!!"
Mrs. P: "Yep, there's two babies. That's common with Clomid". (Which no, it is not).
Me & John: (for the rest of the time we are in that room) "Oh my God! Are you Serious? WHAT? Oh my God, Are we being Punked? No wonder I have been so sick and my meds aren't working"…etc, etc, etc.
She did crack a smile when I asked if we were being "Punked".
Sadly, we didn't even record the heart beat. I'm sure you can understand why.
We left Mrs. Personality and went back out into the waiting room. We kept looking at each other and smiling, then laughing and throwing around a couple more "Oh my God's". To say we were in complete shock would be a HUGE understatement.
We met with Doctor Lemeret and he answered all (1,000) of our questions. He informed us that these twins are due to genetics (not the medicine I was taking).
These babies are due anytime between Mid July- beginning of August 2015.
We are elated. We are nervous. We are blessed.
We are so excited for Croix.
It's only been one day since we heard so we are still as shocked as ever.
Thank you God for these
two babies.
I am sad to say that I will not be doing weekly updates this time around. It's just too much work while taking care of Croix. I will however commit to monthly posts. I've got to be fair to these babies. They need a pregnancy journey book just like big brother. I'm so excited to be blogging again. I hope you are ready for some more posts.
TWIN. BABY. MOONS!
Here they are...
