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I married my husband in March of 2009. Words cannot express how good this man is to me. After two very hard and quickly failed marriages I had all but given up on a finding decent husband. Dh is more than a decent husband. He's my best friend and the love of a lifetime.
We were in Las Vegas during our first month ttc. It had looked like I had ovulated right there in Sin City. That was an exciting thought. We were walking through a casino and there was a bar tucked into the corner named "Quinn's". We both looked at each other and said what a cute name that would be for a baby. For either sex too. Before leaving Las Vegas we had our baby fully named:
boy- Quinn Xavier
girl- Quinlan "Quinn" Amelia
Well, come to find out, I did NOT ovulate in Las Vegas. I ovulated a week later (and a week late for me) here at home in Florida. Thank goodness we dtd just for kicks because we would have missed the egg. I received a very faint bfp 10 days later. We were staying in Orlando for a religious convention and I took the test in a Target bathroom while dress shopping. I immediately stopped shopping and drove back to the condo to show dh the test. Since then I took several more tests, each time they got darker:
FRER's:
$ store tests:
So, we are pregnant! I'm excited and nervous. Mostly nervous. I don't remember being this nervous with my son. I ttc him with my ex husband 8 years ago. He is the love of my life. A true momma's boy.
When I was pregnant with Garrett I knew he was a girl. I just knew it. Her name would be: Olivia Madison. I loved that little girl. I knew in my heart that I would leave my husband and a little girl would be just what I needed. Then the ultrasound showed an unmistakable boy part. I cried. I was devastated! I mean, how could I raise a boy on my own? I knew nothing about boys! What about all the cute dresses and piggytails? I felt ashamed to feel that way towards the child growing in my womb. I tried to bond before the birth, but I was still in denial. But when that boy was born my world made sense all of a sudden. A girl would NOT have done. He was perfect, beautiful and so loving. Garrett loved me more than I believed any girl would have. He was a momma's boy to a tee. He lifted my spirits during my divorce and kept me going during the times where I just felt I couldn't. I love my son and would never trade him for any girl in the world.
So people ask me what I feel like I'm having this time. Honestly I don't know one way or the other. I still feel want for a little girl. Mostly for the chance to buy different clothes and to see what it would be like to have a mini-me. But the urge just isn't as strong this time. I know that whatever we do have will be just what we need.
I always thought I'd just have Garrett. I never thought I'd find a husband like mine to build a family with. I can't believe that in just 8 short months I'll be a mom to another one. It all feels so unreal.