I was scheduled to go in for my pregnancy blood test on Friday, but I couldn't wait. I promise I tried. Mr. RFA even told me that I was forbidden from taking a home test. I was fine until Wednesday. All of a sudden, I just needed to know. I whined to him about it all day. Trying to convince him that he wanted to know "right now" as well.
Finally, that night he agreed to go get me a test. Once I actually had the test, I was too nervous to take it. After he assured me I was acting nuts, I justed pee'd on the thing. But, then I couldn't look at it. I gave it to him and he sat there staring at it until he jumped up with a smile on his face, but no words coming out of his mouth. I grabbed the test, read PREGNANT, and we jumped up and down together.
Friday I went in for the blood work, and the doctor later that day with the same news - Pregnant.
Today, I went in for my follow-up test to make sure my beta numbers are growing.
I think I was starting to get nervous because we were walking around talking like we already knew we were pregnant. I didn't want to take the process for granted or be too over confident. Just because the last time went to so well didn't mean I wanted to miss the miracle of this. And, I was on the internet reading too many negative stats on frozen transfers. I'm so very excited that our result is what we imagined. I'm so thankful to God for blessing me with another pregnancy. I definitely still see the miracle in it all!
Now for the long wait to find out if one or both of our little frozen babies implanted.
Thanks for your prayers!!!