Sooo... around this time last month, DH and I agreed that we both wanted to wait indefinitely to TTC but I kept temping.
We both had birthdays in the last two weeks, I'm 31 and he is now 32 as of today. We tried actively to conceive for five months and put it on hold because it was causing me to go crazy and we are broke. We wanted more time to get our affairs in order.
I stopped thinking about TTC. I drank alcohol whenever, started having Starbucks randomly, I trained for a 10K and ran it on Thanksgiving; also I turned 31 on 2DPO and ate a ton of sushi. I also started taking Vitex this month, I bought it last month before we stopped TTC and thought it wouldn’t hurt to try and even out my cycles.
The day after Thanksgiving, we had friends over and uncharacteristically got drunk. That night, we had very drunken, unprotected sex and I passed out afterwards. *Romantic, right?
According to my chart, I ovulated three whole days later which made me think we were out of the fertility zone. FF said our chances were low. Immediately after Thanksgiving I came down with a medium-level cold. I took a lot of mucinex, snorted a lot of nasinex, took Zinc and a LOT of vitamin C.
Signs that something was up:
10DPO- after getting, out of the shower I noticed I had blood on my hands and was experiencing a bloody nose for the first time ever. I chalked it up to cold, dry air in the house (our humidifier is broken) and being sick.
13DPO- I experienced a temp rise, freaked out a little bit and took a test: BFN
14DPO- I felt like I do the day before or of my period. I was irritable, and kind of depressed feeling. Also, had significant cravings for red meat, I looked at pictures of r/eatsandwiches and discussed the art of food with DH. But the real kicker that made me realize in the back of my head that I was knocked up was around evening time, my bra was uncomfortable so I took it off while cooking in the kitchen. I have 34B, this never ever happens. Later that evening, my boobs were sore, I NEVER have ever had sore boobs. When I was TTC for five months, I prayed and hoped for sore boobs to be a sign and NEVER got them. Last night, my wish came true.
15DPO- today: I woke up and had a .4 degree temp drop and since I had lower back pain last night and felt a little crampy I was sure AF would be here today or tomorrow. It’s my DH’s birthday so I was up at 4:45a cooking him pancakes. While I waited for him, I decided to take the last digital test I had so we could see a negative and both move on with our day. I was absolutely shocked while I stood there counting down the time and it popped up “Pregnant”.
I said, “Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t… holy sh*t.” He goes, “What?” He came into the bathroom. I said, “I wanted to take this for you so you could see a negative before you went to work but…happy birthday?”
Yea we’re shocked and nervous because I don’t have a job, we want to start a business and two months ago we relocated to Michigan from Washington State.
It ‘s cliché but it couldn’t be more true: you get knocked up when you STOP thinking about it! Wish us luck and baby vibes to all who are legit still TTC!