Shock of a Lifetime.....

Ok, so many of you have heard the news. But I thought I would give you the story.  Now that I can talk about it without crying uncontrollably.  


I have been on birth control pills for the past 12 years.  Have never missed one, didn't have any problems with it.  So, in March I went in for my routine yearly.  The doctor and I were talking about alternative BC methods.  There was a newer thing that implants into your arm called the Implanon.  I was in love with it as soon as I heard about it.  It is good for 3 years, and no taking a pill everyday. Besides, I was diagnosed with high blood pressure, and the Implanon was safer for that.


So, I was at the doctors office, Implanon open on the table, and gown ready for me, when the assistant came in and said "Hey, it's routine we do a pregnancy test."  I had NO WORRIES that this wouldn't be just some routine thing.  Until I sat there for 15 minutes waiting for them to come back.  I am starting to get worried.  The doctor was scared to come into my room.  And I knew.  I immediately started crying hysterically!!!!!   I was pissed, and upset, and overwhelmed, and scared, and pissed, and mad.  I couldn't believe it.   


I finally got a hold of Scott. Told him to get to the doc office ASAP.  I was panicking.  So my GYN does a pelvic and tells me "I think you're at least 6-8 weeks!"  WHAT??!!  Then 3 other people come in, they are all trying to hug me and comfort me (thanks for trying but they failed miserably).  I am transferred to the Imaging center to do a more thorough ultrasound.  Good news...GYN was wrong I wasn't 6-8 weeks pregnant.......I WAS 13 WEEKS PREGNANT!!!!!!


So, long story...kinda short.  It was a day I will never forget.  I cried for a week.  I am just now getting to the point where I tell myself "can't do anything about it, might as well start planning."  I still sit and think what in the world.  But I mostly am bummed because I am afraid that this will interfere with spending time and being involved with Graison & Baylee through their high school and jr high careers.  


So, we are due in November.  Which falls right into our line of birthdays (we have a July, August, September, and October now).  We do know that this has to be meant to be.  That we were supposed to have this baby.  It just has turned us upside down.


I have already told my doctors that I will not leave the hospital unless I either have a hysterectomy or an Implant in  my arm.  But with the odds of getting preggo on the pill (99.9%)  I would rather have something a little more permanent!!!