08/24/06

 Here's the story of the creation of our wonderful family.  It's pretty long, but I just don't know how to make a long story short, so here goes...

Wally and I got married 10/10/98 I was 19, he was 21. Big wonderful wedding, honeymoon and everything!

We knew I was going to have a hard time getting pregnant so we actually never did use birth control. I went to see an OB/GYN soon after the wedding and immediately started ttc (trying to conceive). I was put on clomid (pill form of fertility meds) and stayed on that with no success for 1 year. Then I was referred out to an RE (fertility specialist, repro. endoc). I was told to try clomid 1 more cycle this time with IUI and WOOO-HOOOOOO I was got preg. That was 9/2000. Well soon after learning of the joy I got a phone call to say that my blood work shows that I will miscarry. I will not get into that right now, to painful still to talk about. maybe later when I have some time to myself I can dedicate a page to that, to help others who have gone through an early miscarriage. I was only around 6-7 weeks pregnant when I m/c.

We decided to take a break. After all we had been trying for YEARS to get pregnant and month after month getting neg. pregnancy test.

A few weeks after the M/C I got a job with Disney World. I meet a wonderful friend there named Amy Love (who is now Amy Vich :) ) All of this time Wally was working on the road A LOT. Like sometimes 6 weeks gone at a time! He was never home so it was good to have a break. I started working for Disney late 10/2000 and had a ball. I desperately wanted children but I concentrated on ME for a while.

I lost the weight that I gained with all the fertility meds. I spent lots of time going to Disney world. I finally got DRUNK! I finally went to my 1st CLUB (now remember I was 22 by now in 2001) all thanks to Amy :) I had fun. Lived the single life (well kind of minus the dating, lol!) for a while

Well by the time it hit 6 months after the m/c I decided I wanted to try to get preg. again. We went back to the same RE and decided to try this time with injectibles and IUI. So the horrible fertility crap started again. Reality kicked in, I was miserable, gaining weight, working, stabbing myself in the leg with needles every night. I work a lot of nights at Disney and for those that do not know, injectibles are all a timing thing. I HAD to take them between 7-8pm. I would take my meds to work, and go hide in the bathroom stall and stab myself, nearly crying EVERYTIME. Not from the physical pain, but from the emotional side. It is very hard to inject yourself with meds that help you get preg. This is something your own body as a woman should do naturally. That is our JOB as a woman, to get pregnant, and something that was so simple, I could not do! I tried not telling many people that I was ttc again. I had to go into the RE office at least 2-3 times a week to get ultra sounds done, blood work, etc.... it STINKS!

Ok, so back to the story. Well on the 2nd cycle BACK to ttc I had about 8 "viable" eggs. I was going to do IUI long story short, I couldn’t do the IUI that cycle. So we went home and just tried by ourselves :)

I wasn’t feeling so well within a week! Did blood work on day 14 AFTER my sex/ovulation day. And YIPPPEEEEE pregnant again! I was just positive that I would m/c again so we didn’t tell anyone. Well after a while I fessed up. I wasn’t out of the 1st trimester, but I did wait till tell people till after that 7 week mark that I didn’t make it to the 1st time. I got pregnant on 6/5/2001 with my Thalia, my joy, my life, my heart, well you know, MY EVERYTHING!

She was born on 2/18/02, hard delivery for her, nearly died and was blue and not breathing when she came out. But she is perfect now :)

So the year or so was spent being a stay at home mom who traveled with the little one all over with Wally, going to NC, Georgia, Miami, Orlando. Wherever work took Wally, Thalia and I followed.

Wally wanted more kids, I wasn’t so sure. We bought a home.  I finally lost all the baby weight from being so huge with Thalia. I was down to a size 6 and about to start a career in person training. Well I decided lets have 1 MORE. I caved into Wally. Yes honey I will have 1 more.

This time we told NO family. Some friends new but no family knew we were ttc again. I made tons of excuses why I had to be at the fdr. or that I was working out, when really I was at the clinic! I would dress out for the gym drop Thalia off at the grandparents and haul butt to the clinic never going to the gym!

1st cycle back I did injectibles only. NOTHING HAPPENED! Man I was depressed; I couldn’t believe I was doing this again! 2nd cycle back I had no "viable" eggs. Told by the ultra sound tech that no sense in IUI that no viable eggs meant no baby would happen, to go home try if we want by ourselves and to come back next cycle.

Well I had FAITH and HOPE. I noticed RIGHT AWAY that I was bloated. I went from wearing a size 6 to a size 12 within 2 days! I went to the Re and I have hyper-stimulated. Anyways.... They decided that they would do an u/s on me; my blood work had come back within a normal range of being preg - with 1 baby – a little high, so I told Wally (who was out of town) that I wouldn’t be surprised if I was preg. with twins. I just felt like I was preg. with more then 1 baby. So I scheduled the U/s and since Wally was working out of town and I really thought all I would see was a blob on the screen I told him to not worry about getting the day off of work.

On the way to the RE office (telling my mom I had a dr. appt. because I had a cysts! lol, well I had to think of something!!) I called Wally and told him I will call you when I am done. I knew I was preg. from all the test, but today was the big day to see if just maybe we could se a heartbeat, I was so afraid I would m/c again!

When talking with Wally on the cell he says, no don’t call me saying we have like 2 babies and we don’t, that wouldn’t be funny. I assured him that having a baby in your belly is NO JOKE for me and that I would never be so cruel to say that I was preg. with twins and then say, just kidding just 1 baby. Now we had never talked like that before so I /have no idea why it came up.

I get on the table and I immediately see 2 blobs, the u/s tech said nothing (she usually talked a lot) I was so happy TWINS! YIPPPEEE, she still wasn’t saying anything, ad this was a few minutes later, she kept moving the wand back and forth, I see 2, I see 1, I see 2, then again 1. So I just say TWINS! with this big cheesy smile. She looked straight at the screen and said I see 3!! Oh my GOSH. I just about passed out. She then shows me each baby! 2 with heartbeats 1 she thinks she see a heartbeat but wasn’t sure.

Okay trying to make this long story short. My Re urged me to reduce at least 1 baby. I refused. I wanted all 3. I was so afraid though, I felt SO alone. My husband was so far away. My family has no idea I had even been trying for another baby. Nobody to call. I get out of there and call Wally. I told him, OKAY LISTEN TO ME!! You are NOT allowed to yell at me; you are NOT aloud to get upset, and I DO NOT need to be stressed out. I am okay. Everything is okay…

BUT…

There are 3...

Silence...

Then Wally says, what 3? He thought I was playing with him, and then he realizes I wasn’t kidding (remembering the conversation we just had before going in). He had a few choice words; he was in shock and immediately started worrying about my health, the babies' health and money.

Well I had the babies at 33 weeks, 4#3oz, 4#4oz, and 4#5oz. all born within a minute of each other. All happy healthy babies.

Sorry this is so long, but well, I told you I don't know how to make a long story short.

Yes my hands are full- FULL OF LOVE

Yes I am busy- BUSY GIVING KISSES

Yes I am stressed- and SO VERY BLESSED