We decided that we would make it public knowledge that we were expecting at 10 weeks. (a.k.a.- put it on Facebook) But, we thought that we should tell a few more people either in person or by phone/facetime before they saw it online. So far we’ve told two of my aunts, my grandfather, Mary’s parents, the God-Mothers to be (If you have two moms, we think you should have two God mothers- Shelby and Brandi), Kari, Ryan, and our coworkers. We are going to surprise Aunt Carey (Mary’s sister) this week and tell Mary’s aunt by FaceTime this week as well. And then, we are announcing that our little Valentine is expected in September…
We decided on New Year’s Eve that we would go to see my parents who live about 45 minutes away to let them know that Machelle was pregnant..mainly because we could not hold it from them any more. We also wanted them to know that we were trying, in case we needed support for other reasons that we had no control over.
We dropped off our fur babies at the kennel and got there around 5. We had told them that we had found an extra Christmas present that we had forgotten to give them on Christmas and wanted them to open it. We eventually got around to opening the present and I’ll let you look at the video for yourself.
My parents knew that we would eventually try to have children, but I don’t think that they expected it this soon. The picture that we had given them was taken with a new camera that Machelle had given me for Christmas. It was a picture of Machelle holding up a positive pregnancy test. My dad thought that it was some very “artsy” picture of her holding a thermometer at first, but quickly realized that this was the announcement that they were going to be grandparents. We then spent the next many hours describing the steps that we went through. Machelle mentioned something about twins and my mom’s response meant more to me than anything I think I have ever heard.
Machelle: “There is a possibility it could be multiples because of the method that was used”
My Mom: “Do twins run in your family?”
My Mom: “Well they don’t on our’s either.”
It may seem like such an incredibly small thing to say. At that moment though, it was made clear to us that my parents see this child, who will have no biological relation to them, as their grandchild. And they will be the best Grandparents in the world. They are both so loving and caring and we both can’t wait to share in this journey with them. We are very lucky that they live only 45 minutes away now.
I (Mary) have been given the duties of now updating and maintaining this blog because Machelle has a lot on her plate. She is working full time, in school full time and as of late, working on growing a baby that we will affectionately call Doodle. I am only working full time–so naturally this would fall to me :-D.
On December 17th, we went to the OB’s office with what looked like an extra large version of the milk containers that used to be delivered to back porches by the milkman. We had picked it up at one office and went to another office to have the “procedure” completed. It was a pretty quiet 15 mile ride from one office to the next. I think that we were both very nervous and thinking that this package we had strapped in to the back seat of the car, could be getting ready to change our lives forever. We got to the office and went back to the procedure room. We are virgins at this and did not know that the specimen had to be thawed for 20 minutes before anything else can happen.
Now, I may not be the most romantic person in the world (as I am sure that Machelle can attest to), but waiting for the specimen to warm up felt extremely cold and scientific. I did not imagine that this would be how we would try to conceive a baby. For people who have never done this, there are no candles, soft soothing music, or a glass of red wine. There are stirrups, lights and syringes. Please don’t think that I am complaining about the service that we received, because that was excellent–it’s just not how you imagine it.
After the doctor was done with the insemination, which took less than 3 minutes, we gathered our belongings including the little vial that had cost us so much money but was so full of everything that was necessary–including hopes, dreams, and aspirations. The doctor told us that we should wait 2 weeks to take a pregnancy test. Any time that either one of us is told to wait, you might as well tell us that we must wait while the world is exploding and we should just sit back and not do anything for 2 weeks. But none the less, we waited.
On Christmas Morning, Machelle took a test to see if something would show and it didn’t. She says that she had convinced herself that she was not pregnant and was fully prepared to go through this cycle again next month. She kept pretty quiet about this, to me at least. The following day, she woke up and said that something just didn’t feel right so she decided to take another test. This time there was the faintest of faint positive tests. She came to show me in bed and I did not believe her. I could not see anything. She seemed so positive about it so I tried to remain positive as well, trying to will what may have been in to existence.
Over the next few days and about 15 other pregnancy tests later, I finally believed that this was actually happening. On a side note, neither one of us is very good at keeping secrets when they are of such a large magnitude. We had originally decided that we would not tell my parents until after we heard the 1st heartbeat. Well that flew out of the window, when we decided that we would tell them on New Year’s Eve.