The Reality

In May 2012 Josh and I got engaged and I started planning our wedding.  Fortunately we didn't make any solid plans nor put any deposits down on venues, caterers, etc. because on July 6th, after being 10 days late I took a home pregnancy test that couldn't have been more positive.  The blue cross appeared immediately and never went away.  Our world was turned upside down and who cared about our wedding anymore.

I've never really kept track of my cycle but I had a general idea of when to expect it and never thought that I would miss a period until we had started to try to get pregnant.  A month and a half earlier, at the end of May, my very Christian co-worker told me about a dream she had.  She dreamed that Josh and I had to move up our wedding because I was pregnant.  I didn't think much of it but a few days later I tried to remember when my last period was.  I started to panic because I hadn't kept track and felt like I was late.  I cried off and on, worrying about being pregnant for about a week.  Finally it came and I was super relieved.

I had decided from that scare that I was going to keep track of my cycle and with the added convenience of my new iPhone, I found an app to easily help me do so.  Unfortunately the app only helped for one month.  At the end of June when I was scheduled to have my next period, it didn't come.  I gave myself a few days before panicking because maybe my cycle had always been longer than 28 days, I didn't know.  30 days, 34 days, 38 days... at that point I pretty much knew that something was wrong.  The terror was a little bit easier to handle though because I knew for sure that I was late whereas a month earlier, I had no idea.

So, I took that home pregnancy test, it came out positive and Josh and I spent the rest of the night sitting on the floor in each other arms crying, confused, overwhelmed, worried, and a whole lot of other emotions that I had never wanted to feel when finding out I was pregnant.  This was not how it was supposed to bee.

We started to get concerned about the IUD.  Was its presence going to affect me or the baby?  When did I need to see a doctor?  How did I get pregnant?  We did a minimal amount of research on the internet, so as not to get more freaked out than we already were and decided to go see a doctor as soon as possible.

I had just gotten a new insurance plan and hadn't found a primary care physician yet so I called the nearest OB/GYN in my network and went in first thing on the next Monday morning.  I took their pregnancy test, they confirmed that I was pregnant and wanted to get me in to see a doctor right away given that I had an IUD.

I'll get into the medical mumbo jumbo in my next post...