So in March 2014, I made the decision not to get the Depo shot anymore. My first daughter was about to turn 7 and I really felt like I didn’t want the gap between my kids to be much larger than it already was. So, I spoke with the Hubbs and we made the decision to try for a new baby when the shot wore off. We did. Month after month. Then, around February 2015, he left for Iraq. No more trying for 9 months. He returned in September 2015. We started trying again but felt like we had tried long enough prior to that so we decided to get some tests done. I was given numerous tests and told everything was fine and told to go see a Fertility Specialist in Feb 2016. I made the appointment though I really and truly hated the idea that something could be wrong. Was I on Depo too long? Thought of that numerous times. But the Dr. said that didn’t matter because we knew I was ovulating each month like clock work. That appointment was November 25. Now during that appointment of course there was an ultrasound. Nothing was in there except the gallon of water in my bladder they made me drink prior to. So..fast forward to December. I knew my “friend” was supposed to come December 6. She didn’t show. Not the 7th. I really thought I was stressing so much that I threw it off. I thought about the fact that I had not had ANY PMS. Not a bit! That was unusual. On the 8th, I woke up at 4 a.m. needing to pee. I went to use my bathroom and couldn’t because my Hubbs was in there. So, I used our daughter’s and went back to bed. Then at 6 a.m., I woke up again, needing to pee. I, then, wide awake, realized THAT GIRL WASN’T HERE!  I decided to ease my mind I would take a test. It was the last test I had from the month before. I did my thing…and LORD BLESS! It came back positive so fast and clear. I just stared at it. Couldn’t believe my eyes. So I put it back in the package, woke my daughter up and got ready for work. I called a friend. She was excited. I told her I didn’t think it was right and she said make an appointment. I got to work, made the appointment, and waited. I got to the appointment and the nurse knew who I was because she was just there with me a few weeks before. They ran another test and lookie there! It was positive again! I was elated. She was, too. She told me to go make my follow up appointment. I did. Then I realized I needed to tell the Hubbs. I went to Walmart. I got a small gift bag, a card for the bag and a onesie that said “I’m Always On Active Dootie”. With him being military, I knew he’d love it. On the card, I wrote “It took a while but we finally got what we wanted. Love You.” I tied it to the bag. When he got home, I gave him the bag as soon as I saw him. He read the card, confused. Then, he took out the onesie. He smiled so big. And then he cried. He was so happy. He rarely shows emotion so I knew he was over the moon. I couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas gift. Then we decided we weren’t going to tell our daughter until Christmas. That didn’t work. She read a text and found out. She’s almost 8 so she knew what “I’m Pregnant” meant. She has been excited ever since.

I tell the story to say this… People assume it’s easy to get pregnant, until you are trying to. It’s hard. Its time consuming and it can be exhausting mentally if there are other factors getting in the way. When you see a pregnancy announcement, know that it was not an easy task for that to occur. No matter who the person is to you or how you feel about their pregnancy, if they are happy, you should be, too