So it's been a whirlwind past few months here...
A few outside elements prevented me from spending too much time on the computer. Part of it was a series of unfortunate events, another being a general bitchiness from me, and a couple other bits here and there.
At the beginning of November, I finally resigned to the idea of taking an indefinite TTC break. However, as November 23rd came around I noticed that I was extremely tired and that I hadn't started yet. I tried not to get my hopes up since my cycles are all stupid...So I went out and picked up a dollar test. And, holy shit! It was positive!!
For a bit, I expected to lose it. As horrible as it seems...but something inside me said "No way in hell". So, here we are, 14 weeks today due July 30th. I spent the early weeks feeling (blissfully) like shit. Whoever said each pregnancy gets easier lied. And thusfar, it's been uncomplicated (minus some spotting)!
I'm still exhausted and have insomnia. But each day and each week that passes I'm in complete awe. I didn't think it was going to happen anytime soon or if at all.