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Western North Dakota , United States
My husband, Allen, and I are high school sweet hearts. We started dating Sep.99'- I kind of followed Allen home one day, and never did leave, is Allen's story. November 02' we were engaged, and on November 22,2003 - we were married. Having been married for 6 years in 2009, marked the 5th year we had been trying to start our family. With the referral of a Fertility Specialist from a friend, our IUI attempts ended up being a complete success despite my doubts. We welcomed our sweet little girl, Hayleigh into the world on June 30,2010 at 6:28am after 37wks and 1 day of gestation. She weighed 7lbs 14oz and was 20 in long. We found out that we were Baby #2 on April Fool's Day- a complete surprise! Reid Allen was born 11/13/12 3:24am 9lbs 8.2oz 21", after 38wks 5 days. Our 3rd baby, Eva Jane, was born on April 19, 2015 after suffering a pregnancy loss June of 2014. We are currently anxiously awaiting baby #4 due 2 days before Eva's birthday, so we are having Irish Twins! Our family is so blessed and happy to be growing!

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

April Fool's - a day that will never be the same again...

I have been wanting to get on here and write for the past week SOOOO bad- but I haven't. Truthfully I haven't had time to adjust to the shock that day has left. 

So, let me start this all out on April Fool's Day... Hayleigh spent the night with my mom, and I had called to see if she was up early, because I thought it would be nice to pick her up early. Well, my mom took Hayleigh to Palm Sunday service with her, so I had 2 hours to kill. Since my garage sale had went over soo well, I thought I would treat myself to a nice pedicure up town. Well, in the middle of this really relaxing pedi, my cell phone rings- I think to myself that I'll relax and call who ever it was back when I went to the dryer, but my phone rang again... So I waited until I got to the dryer, and saw it was Allen who had called. I called him back, and found out he had been in an accident. He was okay, and as far as he knew the other person was as well. No damage was done to the truck - a plus too. So after all of that shake up, I made it over to my mom's to visit with my sister and her boyfriend until Mom and Hayleigh got back. After they returned, we all went out for Chinese up town, and looked in a stores window that was just next to the restaurant, and then went back to my mom's house for a nap.

 We all slept for a good 2 hours, when my sister was ready to leave, I decided we would just go ahead home since I wasn't feeling too good- still tired. On the way home, we almost passed Walmart, and I remembered we needed a few things- mainly milk and juice for Hayleigh. While in there, I decided to pick up a pregnancy test- I was late and had been stressed beyond belief for the past month, and usually when I take one, things seem to get back on track. After running into a few friends in Walmart, we finally got out, and got home. I got Hayleigh one of her Mickey Mouse movies on- she had not seen any all day, and this is something she thinks she has to do everyday. I decided to go ahead and take the test, and let it sit on the counter in the bathroom, but for some reason, I just stayed there. The test was taking forever- I didn't think I had done it right, finally it started to progress across the window. I cannot tell you why, but for some reason deep down, I knew what this test was going to say- kind of like a calm came over me. The test finally popped the result in the window, and I just sat there kind of dumb founded looking at it, well knowing it said positive, looking at it in disbelief. It was April Fool's Day, and I thought I was not reading it correctly. So, I took another test, and left it sitting on the counter- and got Hayleigh juice, went back into the bathroom, and proceeded to stare at two positive pregnancy tests.... then I was on a mad dash searching for the house phone to call Allen. 

Keep in mind this whole time- WE WERE NOT TRYING FOR A BABY- WE WANTED TO WAIT AND GO TO A CLINIC NEXT SUMMER. I thought my body could not operate correctly on getting a baby, unless I was on drugs, making me to. After 7 years of trying for Hayleigh, with no luck, I did not bother to go on the pill after she was born, because it took two rounds of raising drug levels of fertility drugs to get pregnant. So, after almost two years after having Hayleigh, I just knew we would be going back to a specialist. 

So, back to me running around the house frantic looking for the stupid phone... I finally found the phone under a Walmart sack, and dialed Allen's number as quickly as I could. He picked up right away. I told him, " I didn't want to have to tell you this on the phone," and I paused, "But, I'm pregnant!" Saying this out loud, I couldn't even believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. He is quite for a second, which seemed like 5 minutes, and finally said, "Are you serious??!!" It was April Fool's Day, and even though we never play tricks on each other, he sure did think I was trying to get him on one. I then started rambling, and talking soo fast, telling him, I was pretty sure- there were two pregnancy tests lying on the bathroom counter that said I was. We both just sat there in silence on the phone in complete shock. Then, Allen chimes in, "Well I guess that doesn't work anymore." 

I cannot honestly tell you what else we talked about, besides waiting to tell people until after I could get to the doctor to get checked out, and make sure the baby was healthy, and everything was okay. I ordered two shirts for Hayleigh to announce becoming a big sister- see picture bellow. I didn't know what to do with myself- I couldn't sit still. How did this happen to us?? Of all times to happen- we are getting ready to move to Grand Junction, CO- Allen just found us a house to rent, and had secured the lease. I lived in shock, and could not sit still until I went to the doctor the next morning, after calling and making them fit me in ASAP that Monday morning. 

"I have a Secret, I'm Going to be a Big Sister"
So, Monday, I left work early, went to see Sandy- the same midwife that had delivered Hayleigh. I think they had to all think I was a bumbling idiot. Sandy went ahead and snuck me back into an ultrasound room- and started to look for the baby. She finally found the baby- it was still a dark sack- which was not at all what were expecting. Since I had NO idea of what dates to give them- I had come up with being 8-9 weeks along- not at all matching up with what we were seeing. Sandy was quiet, and I fell off of my high. She then sent me up for blood work, with half of the packet for expectant mothers- I didn't think that was a good sign at all. I had to check in and register with the new company that had bought out the clinic, and the girl that was doing all of my paper work, was asking questions about back when we had went to try for Hayleigh at the infertility clinic- what doctor we used, and just general questions for a "friend" I am sure. My blood work order got left in the scanner  after I had left to go upstairs to get blood drawn. I was upset that these people I knew, could plainly see what I was going to the lab for HCG was in big letters on the order. I worried about people saying things before we even knew for sure if everything was okay. I went ahead on back, and the lab tech, drew blood out of my good arm, and left a huge bruise- I never do bruise from any of that kind of stuff. Sandy had told me before I left her office that it might be the next day before she would have the results, so I left the clinic feeling really down- worried that this was too good to be true. I picked Hayleigh up, went home, and laid in bed for the rest of the day. I finally called my friend that was pretty much on the same cycle as me, and asked her for dates- she guessed what was going on. We figured out that I was 2wks early on the dates- putting be back to 6 1/2 wks and what I saw, was the same thing she had seen back when she was the same far along with her little boy. ( I had all internal ultrasounds done at the fertility clinic- they had much better equipment, so we could see a lot more that what the clinic had with their old machines) I felt soo much better after hearing that, and begin to feel optimistic once again. I went to work, and came back home to find a message on the answering machine the next day. Sandy had called- she didn't sound off, so I called her right back. Right away, I could hear the optimism in her voice- she told me my HCG level was over 21,000, and appeared to be good- especially after I gave her the date that I believe now is correct. She sounded much happier with that, and scheduled me for another blood draw on Wednesday- just to make sure the numbers kept going up, and gave me an order to go to the hospital to get another ultrasound done in a week- to hopefully see the baby's heartbeat. I cannot tell you just how happy that made me feel- I even cried just a bit over it. 

Wednesday's blood draw went well- followed by a followup phone call from Sandy confirming everything looked great- numbers were climbing very well, and to just go ahead and schedule the ultrasound for the following week. 

Allen and I were now chomping at the bit to tell everyone the good news. But, we had to wait for Hayleigh's shirts to come in. I had no idea things would then go like they did...... 

to be continued.......................

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