The story and some pics of our sweet baby number 2

I can't believe I'm even typing this post. It seems surreal to me. I've known for weeks now yet I'm still in shock. For some of you this sort of thing may not be all that surprising, but for me I am still in utter shock and dis belief. We always knew it could somehow miraculously happen but never did we ever believe it would. After all the years of struggles and all the money to get Cooper it still amazes me that I am PREGNANT!!

How did this happen???? Well we all know how it happened but. Let me just set the scene for you. About two months ago I went to see my OBG and talk to him about doing a surgery on my ovaries. Julian and I were planning on trying for #2 this coming spring. My doctor had a long talk with us about the procedure and then did an ultrasound to see what my body is doing these days. Sure enough my ovaries were covered with cysts. He looked at me and said "You won't be having a cycle this month. Expect another 50-60 days without a period and no ovulating is basically what we were told.
We have gotten used to this sort of thing so I didn't think anything about it.
We had Cooper's party and enjoyed most of the month of September. September 24th we were at my parents visiting and I started feeling bad. I couldn't eat my dinner or anything (which is so unlike me at my parents considering that my mom is an AMAZING cook and I crave her food all the time). I just figured I was having some weird day and moved on. Later that week on October 1st I was sitting at work and started getting really hot. So hot that I thought I would throw up. I sat at my desk for about 45 minutes trying to make myself deal with it but feeling horrible. Then someone came and asked me for some paperwork and I had to get up to make a copy. I got up and did it quickly and suddenly felt like I might seriously throw up all over the place so I ran as fast as I could to the couch we have in our front office. I lay'd down quickly, A co-worker followed me asking if I was alright. I was pale as a ghost and sweating profusely. (Sounds so attractive I know). After some time the feeling passed and I was able to stand up. It was lunch time and because I was feeling OK I decided to grab some soup at Panera with a co-worker and see how I felt. I felt OK the rest of the afternoon. Not perfect but OK.
The next morning was my best friends daughters 2nd birthday party. It was at a music place were the kids and parents interact, dance and sing together. I of course was there with Cooper and ready to have fun. However we started by dancing and bouncing our kids on our laps and standing up then sitting down, then standing up and spinning with our kids, then sitting down again and again. UGH! Sick as a dog! I could feel the nausea rising in my stomach and I forced myself to shrug it off. It was extremely hard but I refused to be the one mom there not interacting and having fun with my baby.
After the party I complained to my husband that I was feeling bad again. I decided to buy a pregnancy test because I was planning on calling my OB and telling them that I thought my cysts were causing me to be sick. I was worried something was wrong. I took the test and it didn't necessarily say I was pg but it didn't look right. So I waited until later to try the second test.
The next morning I got up at 7:00 to go to the bathroom still feeling sick. I decided to go ahead and take a second test so I could call my doctor and ask for help. I took the test and was getting ready to go back to bed when I looked down and to my surprise the test showed pregnant!
Loud and clear bright as day. I just picked it up and walked into my bedroom with it and said "Babe... (shaking hubbies leg)... Babe.... Wake up.... Hey this test shows I'm pregnant?....."
He sort of rolled over and looked at me weird and I said "Maybe my ovaries are setting it off or something? Can that happen???".
He lays there for a while. I got back in bed and went back to sleep. Cooper starts to stir so Julian gets up and I'm just laying there thinking "Can my ovaries set the test off?". Julian comes back with the laptop, I start googling (ha ha, I know, never a good idea). I come to find that pcos does not cause positive pg tests, it can cause a negative but not a positive.
I call my best friend who is friends with my nurse at my OB's office and tell her what's going on. She insists that she should call my nurse on her day off and bother her and ask what could be going on.
She calls me back and tells me that I am definitely Pg and to come into the office in the morning for a blood test to confirm. I'm sitting in shock. WHAT!! Your kidding. I wasn't even supposed to ovulate this past month! We didn't count days, we had no trying going on whatsoever. YOUR KIDDING ME!!!

The next day I woke up, still in a daze and feeling like poo. I went to the doc and had my blood drawn. I left and went to my best friends house to wait until they called me back (not wanting to be alone if it was bad news) even if this whole thing was a long shot, the very chance that this could be real was so unreal and dreamlike I would be so sad if it wasn't true. Like it was a mean game someone was playing on me.

I was at my bf's house for maybe 20 minutes when my phone rang. I was feeling so sick laying on her couch but I sprung up and answered it so fast! My nurse was on the other line and she was like "Melissa!! Your numbers were 46,000.00 (she gave me a full number but I can't remember the entire thing). She was like you are definitely pregnant and very pregnant at that". She told me I was further along than they had expected and to get back to their office asap for an ultrasound. I called Julian as quickly as I could and rushed to the office. I got there and was on the table feeling extremely sick from everything, I had to lay back and take a few deep breaths so I didn't get sick. Julian came in and the doc did around the same time. We both sat with amazed expressions on our faces. My doctor smiled and said "I always told you it could happen :)

He started the ultrasound and immediately there was our little sweet tiny angel. A heartbeat to go with it :) I was already 6-1/2 weeks along and our baby had a beautiful strong heartbeat of 132 bpm.
My 8-1/2 week doc visit went great also. Heartbeat jumped to 182 bpm and the baby measured right on for 8-1/2 weeks. I'm due May 26th. I can't hardly believe this!!!
We were in pure shock and we are so excited and feel truly like this is such a miracle and surprise. Cooper will be roughly 19 months older than #2 and we are so excited for this baby to join our family.

I have been deathly ill with this one. Sick every day to the point that I worry I'm slacking in life and at work. Its been hard to keep up at home, with Cooper, the house, and at work as well. But I'm dealing with it. I'm so happy and in no way do I want to seem like a complainer. I wouldn't trade this for the world. I have been praying so much that God will keep this baby healthy and growing and bring them safely to us. We are more than happy to have another sweet baby.
Right now I'm 8-1/2 weeks along and we just saw the doctor today.

I haven't decided yet what I think the baby is. We just started talking names and although I'm scared and worried because its so early. We still want to enjoy this pregnancy and anticipate the baby. Please keep us in your prayers.

I've been just itching to tell you girls for weeks and wanted to wait until after this 8 week appointment to tell you all. Here is our ultrasound picture from 8-1/2 weeks :) This is our sweet angel baby.

Next post will be a list of our favorite names. Boy and girl and also some early pregnancy details and a poll. Our doctor is known for telling us early the sex of the baby. He told us we were having a boy at 10 weeks with Cooper. It was the most obvious thing you've ever seen so we knew for sure it was true. But he's also pretty good about telling girl or boy by at least 12-13 weeks. So we still want to do a poll before we find out.

Most of you have probably noticed that I've been completely gone from blogging lately. Not only slacking on my own blog but severely slacking on checking all of yours. I can only tell you that for a while now I have been feeling terrible and have truly not been doing anything. I lay on the couch trying not to get sick and I take the meds the doctor gave me but it seems to not help at all. I'm getting better at dealing with the nausea but its still not good at all.
I've been trying and will keep trying to at least check in once a week on my blog and on all of yours to see how all of you ladies are doing. I enjoy all of our friendships and hearing about your weeks. :)

Oh and what would a post be without some Cooper time :)

Helping grandpa out this weekend under the sink (no worries I stood nearby to make sure he didn't get into anything)
Mama and Coop

Last year Cooper was only within a month old during pumpkin patch time. With flu and everything scaring us we didn't take him.
So here are some pictures of Cooper's first visit to the pumpkin patch. He loved it.



Grandma with Cooper


All tuckered out....