My journey 💓

I still feel so amazed I’m pregnant. There’s a baby in there?! We were one month away from it being two years of trying and I was so sure it wasnt going to happen, I’d get to the two year mark and be like “okay, lets find out what’s wrong with me”

I already knew I had a cyst & a tube blocked which needed to be confirmed during surgery.

Apparently the test to check the tubes - hycosy-

Can actually unblock the tube and flush it out (maybe this worked for me) 🤷🏼‍♀️ but I also knew my right tube was perfect so it could still happen but I was starting to think there was something else wrong at this point.

I was 1 day late for my period & usually very common for me to be late by 2-3 days on average. i never made it past 3 days late so I said to myself if I made it to the 4th day. That’s when I’d take a pregnant test.

I spent so many mornings on the day of missed periods taking tests or even taking the early 5 days before. A lot of money, a lot of heartbreak so i had to set myself a rule. My day 4 rule.

Now this particular month I was only 1 day late

So I totally broke my rule but the night before the morning finding out there was a family “issue” let’s say. It was stressful, upsetting & everyone was frustrated. I woke up and opened my drawer to get my glasses 🤓 when a pregnancy test that was at the back of the drawer made its way to the front by my scruffling around for said glasses. I looked at it and thought “fuck it” let’s get the negative over with so I can deal with the family drama without waiting to be upset over another failed month and of course to my absolute disbelief, it said PREGNANT! Which I then needed to confirm again with more tests 🙈

As I was due surgery the same month so me and my partner agreed we wouldnt track ovulation and we wouldn’t be trying. We only had sex once that month because of wanting this surgery and I know it only take one time but I was like ????

We normally have sex a healthy amount, every other day during ovulation or every two-three days so it was typical that we got pregnant on that one time but it really goes to show when you stop trying, it happens just as much as it happy when you do try your hardest and do everything you can to get that positive.

I’m now 22 weeks, expecting a baby boy and in love with my bump 💙