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Houston Texas Here, sleeved 12/8/10

Houston Texas Here, sleeved 12/8/10

Houston Texas Here, sleeved 12/8/10

Try dates that dont revolve around food, movies, plays, the zoo etc.

Update! We are officially 36 weeks today and have between 2 and 4 weeks remaining in this pregnancy. Last ultrasound is this Saturday, but I have updated the album with pics of my last ultrasound at 32 weeks. I can't wait for her to get here!!!!! We are soooo ready!

Update! We are officially 36 weeks today and have between 2 and 4 weeks remaining in this pregnancy. Last ultrasound is this Saturday, but I have updated the album with pics of my last ultrasound at 32 weeks. I can't wait for her to get here!!!!! We are soooo ready!

How are things going? We'd love an update!
I'm five weeks tomorrow and hungry all the time, feeling bloated as heck but I've only gained 1.25 pounds so I'm not worried (I'm on hormone shots so gaining less than ten pounds is success).
Wishing you the best! I hope this pregnancy is smooth and uneventful for you guys.
~Cheri

Sorry it has been so long without an update. We have made it to our 3rd trimester with no complications, a completely healthy baby if not a little larger then average and I have not gained any weight, in fact, I've lost 46 pounds while pregnant. We discovered the sex of our child and are expecting a little girl who we will name Zoe Michele Elaine McGee. At 29 weeks exactly, I have contracted the flu but bean is still tumbling around in there and seems to be oblivious to the discomfort I am feeling out here There were alot of pics to add, so I created an album and anyone truly interested is welcome to take a peek! The only pic I included in this post is my favorite one of the latest shot of her. She has her foot and both her little hands tucked up near her face, and we watched her alternate between scratching her face with her foot, and sucking on her hands and her feet.

Sorry it has been so long without an update. We have made it to our 3rd trimester with no complications, a completely healthy baby if not a little larger then average and I have not gained any weight, in fact, I've lost 46 pounds while pregnant. We discovered the sex of our child and are expecting a little girl who we will name Zoe Michele Elaine McGee. At 29 weeks exactly, I have contracted the flu but bean is still tumbling around in there and seems to be oblivious to the discomfort I am feeling out here There were alot of pics to add, so I created an album and anyone truly interested is welcome to take a peek! The only pic I included in this post is my favorite one of the latest shot of her. She has her foot and both her little hands tucked up near her face, and we watched her alternate between scratching her face with her foot, and sucking on her hands and her feet.

Sorry it has been so long without an update. We have made it to our 3rd trimester with no complications, a completely healthy baby if not a little larger then average and I have not gained any weight, in fact, I've lost 46 pounds while pregnant. We discovered the sex of our child and are expecting a little girl who we will name Zoe Michele Elaine McGee. At 29 weeks exactly, I have contracted the flu but bean is still tumbling around in there and seems to be oblivious to the discomfort I am feeling out here There were alot of pics to add, so I created an album and anyone truly interested is welcome to take a peek! The only pic I included in this post is my favorite one of the latest shot of her. She has her foot and both her little hands tucked up near her face, and we watched her alternate between scratching her face with her foot, and sucking on her hands and her feet.

So 18 months ago I weighed a hell of alot, and now I weight alot less. My husband has been with me throughout it - big, small, in between and he has never waivered. We have been trying to conceive for the past 3 months. I am still terrified that I will return to the size I once was so I have kept every stitch of clothing I have had from before my weightloss. I knew this would be the month, and I had quite a few clues along the way. Firstly, I breezed through my menses. Secondly, after my menses I knew there was a brand new fresh egg and that this one was the one that would make my first child. Knowing this too the core of my being, I started talking to this future child of mine, affectionately known as "little bean." I would talk to little bean, feeling silly and nuts but also very connected to my little bean. I would eat something particularly tasty and then ask little bean if it felt as good as it tasted to me. I would take a hot shower and remark to little bean that I hope it wasn't too hot in there for it. Of course I made sure no one was around to see a non-pregnant woman talking to her abdomen because quite frankly that's crazy, so I kept my craziness to myself, not even sharing this with Merrick. My OvaCue monitor signaled to me that my little bean was mature enough to be fertilized and so I knew that May 24th through May 28th (Memorial Day Weekend) would be the opportune time to do the baby making dance with Merrick. Thirdly, on May 26th I used an ovulation prediction stick ( a little stick you pee on to confirm ovulation) and it was positive, then my Ovacue fertility confirmed ovulation as well. Fourthly, Merrick and I had already planned a romantic weekend because he and I had a 4 day weekend due to Memorial Day. We proceed to have the most amazing time both in the bedroom and out. It was just different, I was relaxed, I was very much in the moment, and it was just awesome! I return to teach my last week of school Tuesday through Friday. Fifthly, four of my students who are ascending from 8th grade to 9th in different periods throughout the day,ask me if I am pregnant. Each time I smile and say to them I don't know for sure yet. I will find out June 9th. A few responded by saying that's too long. LOL, I totally agreed with them at the time. Sixthly, school ends and I spend the 2nd through the 8th taking naps every single day and being tired despite these naps. I also, spent an excessive amount of time eating, because I was seriously hungry. On that Tuesday I buy a crap ton of fruit ( like 8 pounds worth of strawberries, mangoes, apples, and pineapples and consume all but 3 of 4 mangoes -- AND I'M STILL HUNGRY! Then I waited a full 8 days past ovulation and then I tested. They were negative. Yet, I still talked to my little bean about how "I know your in there so just keep multiplying so that I can show them your there" But even while doing this I was very disheartened, but still trying to keep hope alive. Everyday I was tracking my progesterone levels which had been falling steadily, but on my 10 day past ovulation they started rising slightly. On my 13 days past ovulation they had risen a solid 50 points. In discussion with Merrick about these numbers he would say, "So what does that mean? you pregnant?" to which my reply would be, " i don't know we gotta wait and see" or " Stop asking me that damn question, how the f**k am I supposed to know *giggle, giggle*" to which he'd smile and laugh too. So I can't wait any longer and test using two different tests. They were both negative. I meet Merrick and a coworker for lunch and during the lunch I am planning to have a cocktail. Merrick's coworker convinces me not to get a drink until I get my period and can confirm that no pregnancy has taken place. So I don't get the drink. At this point I tell Merrick well my period should be here tomorrow ( not realizing that it actually should have been there that day) and here's to a month of trying again. The next morning I have plans to meet a friend for brunch. I pee and decide to take two different pregnancy tests again for shits and giggles. I don't wait for them to finish as I am pretty sure I'm not pregnant. We are in the computer room screwing around on Diablo 3 and Merrick is rushing me out the house because at this point we are running late and he is uber hungry. So I run through the house to the bathroom, stand at the counter to brush my teeth and I look down at the pregnancy tests. There are two faint pink lines on the tests. I grab it and scream maniacally through the house MERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK. At this point he comes running because he thinks something is wrong. I say "it's positive -- do you see the second line?" He's like, "Your not pregnant that line is too faint! It should be as dark as the control line, right? And you were in the computer room for way longer then 10 minutes so it's probably to late to get a correct reading. I refuse to get all excited until I see a positive blood test" I said, "the literature online says it does not matter how faint the line is. and fine! I'll take another one using the same urine" he says, " elise i'm hungry. go get in the shower. I am not about to get my hopes up just to find out your not pregnant again" i say, "stop at the drug store we will get the one that says Pregnant or Not Pregnant" he says, "fine. GO GET IN THE SHOWER" I get in the shower and the 3rd pregnancy test I take shows up positive in less than 10 minutes and I show it to him yet again. He says " it's still a faint line" I get dressed while we discuss the entire time, about how i am worried that it's gonna be false, how my hopes have already gotten so high that if I'm not pregnant I am going to be so disappointed, I even start crying because I finally got pregnant etc. We meet the friends for brunch and he makes it real clear that he does not want anyone to know about it if we are pregnant until we are out of the 1st trimester. So I sit through brunch with this big grin on my face and I am bursting with excitement and I want to scream it from the rooftops. We leave brunch where we discuss some more about how he refuses to get excited, etc. All the way to the grocery we run the gamet of emotions. We go to Walgreen's pick up a 3 pack of Clearblue pregnancy tests that show Pregnant or Not Pregnant. We get home, I still have the pee in a container from that morning and I dip it in and sit the test down. Since I have to pee again anyway, I go grab another container and am grabbing the second pregnancy test to test with a new batch of pee. As I am grabbing it, Merrick goes into the bath room to check the tests and walks out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face that he's trying to contain and I say "I'm pregnant?" he says "no" so I go running past him into the bathroom to check it as he says, " no your pregnant" I still grab the test and look at it. and immediately turn to him and tackle him on the bed while screaming repeatedly "I TOLD YOU ." So that is how we discovered our little bean stuck lol!

So 18 months ago I weighed a hell of alot, and now I weight alot less. My husband has been with me throughout it - big, small, in between and he has never waivered. We have been trying to conceive for the past 3 months. I am still terrified that I will return to the size I once was so I have kept every stitch of clothing I have had from before my weightloss. I knew this would be the month, and I had quite a few clues along the way. Firstly, I breezed through my menses. Secondly, after my menses I knew there was a brand new fresh egg and that this one was the one that would make my first child. Knowing this too the core of my being, I started talking to this future child of mine, affectionately known as "little bean." I would talk to little bean, feeling silly and nuts but also very connected to my little bean. I would eat something particularly tasty and then ask little bean if it felt as good as it tasted to me. I would take a hot shower and remark to little bean that I hope it wasn't too hot in there for it. Of course I made sure no one was around to see a non-pregnant woman talking to her abdomen because quite frankly that's crazy, so I kept my craziness to myself, not even sharing this with Merrick. My OvaCue monitor signaled to me that my little bean was mature enough to be fertilized and so I knew that May 24th through May 28th (Memorial Day Weekend) would be the opportune time to do the baby making dance with Merrick. Thirdly, on May 26th I used an ovulation prediction stick ( a little stick you pee on to confirm ovulation) and it was positive, then my Ovacue fertility confirmed ovulation as well. Fourthly, Merrick and I had already planned a romantic weekend because he and I had a 4 day weekend due to Memorial Day. We proceed to have the most amazing time both in the bedroom and out. It was just different, I was relaxed, I was very much in the moment, and it was just awesome! I return to teach my last week of school Tuesday through Friday. Fifthly, four of my students who are ascending from 8th grade to 9th in different periods throughout the day,ask me if I am pregnant. Each time I smile and say to them I don't know for sure yet. I will find out June 9th. A few responded by saying that's too long. LOL, I totally agreed with them at the time. Sixthly, school ends and I spend the 2nd through the 8th taking naps every single day and being tired despite these naps. I also, spent an excessive amount of time eating, because I was seriously hungry. On that Tuesday I buy a crap ton of fruit ( like 8 pounds worth of strawberries, mangoes, apples, and pineapples and consume all but 3 of 4 mangoes -- AND I'M STILL HUNGRY! Then I waited a full 8 days past ovulation and then I tested. They were negative. Yet, I still talked to my little bean about how "I know your in there so just keep multiplying so that I can show them your there" But even while doing this I was very disheartened, but still trying to keep hope alive. Everyday I was tracking my progesterone levels which had been falling steadily, but on my 10 day past ovulation they started rising slightly. On my 13 days past ovulation they had risen a solid 50 points. In discussion with Merrick about these numbers he would say, "So what does that mean? you pregnant?" to which my reply would be, " i don't know we gotta wait and see" or " Stop asking me that damn question, how the f**k am I supposed to know *giggle, giggle*" to which he'd smile and laugh too. So I can't wait any longer and test using two different tests. They were both negative. I meet Merrick and a coworker for lunch and during the lunch I am planning to have a cocktail. Merrick's coworker convinces me not to get a drink until I get my period and can confirm that no pregnancy has taken place. So I don't get the drink. At this point I tell Merrick well my period should be here tomorrow ( not realizing that it actually should have been there that day) and here's to a month of trying again. The next morning I have plans to meet a friend for brunch. I pee and decide to take two different pregnancy tests again for shits and giggles. I don't wait for them to finish as I am pretty sure I'm not pregnant. We are in the computer room screwing around on Diablo 3 and Merrick is rushing me out the house because at this point we are running late and he is uber hungry. So I run through the house to the bathroom, stand at the counter to brush my teeth and I look down at the pregnancy tests. There are two faint pink lines on the tests. I grab it and scream maniacally through the house MERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK. At this point he comes running because he thinks something is wrong. I say "it's positive -- do you see the second line?" He's like, "Your not pregnant that line is too faint! It should be as dark as the control line, right? And you were in the computer room for way longer then 10 minutes so it's probably to late to get a correct reading. I refuse to get all excited until I see a positive blood test" I said, "the literature online says it does not matter how faint the line is. and fine! I'll take another one using the same urine" he says, " elise i'm hungry. go get in the shower. I am not about to get my hopes up just to find out your not pregnant again" i say, "stop at the drug store we will get the one that says Pregnant or Not Pregnant" he says, "fine. GO GET IN THE SHOWER" I get in the shower and the 3rd pregnancy test I take shows up positive in less than 10 minutes and I show it to him yet again. He says " it's still a faint line" I get dressed while we discuss the entire time, about how i am worried that it's gonna be false, how my hopes have already gotten so high that if I'm not pregnant I am going to be so disappointed, I even start crying because I finally got pregnant etc. We meet the friends for brunch and he makes it real clear that he does not want anyone to know about it if we are pregnant until we are out of the 1st trimester. So I sit through brunch with this big grin on my face and I am bursting with excitement and I want to scream it from the rooftops. We leave brunch where we discuss some more about how he refuses to get excited, etc. All the way to the grocery we run the gamet of emotions. We go to Walgreen's pick up a 3 pack of Clearblue pregnancy tests that show Pregnant or Not Pregnant. We get home, I still have the pee in a container from that morning and I dip it in and sit the test down. Since I have to pee again anyway, I go grab another container and am grabbing the second pregnancy test to test with a new batch of pee. As I am grabbing it, Merrick goes into the bath room to check the tests and walks out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face that he's trying to contain and I say "I'm pregnant?" he says "no" so I go running past him into the bathroom to check it as he says, " no your pregnant" I still grab the test and look at it. and immediately turn to him and tackle him on the bed while screaming repeatedly "I TOLD YOU ." So that is how we discovered our little bean stuck lol!

Guys, thank you so much for all the kind words and well wishes. As this has been an exciting and scary time we are truly touched and can only be humbled by the outpouring of support and genuine kindness you have all exhibited.
@teller0245 :I found out I was preggo on June 9th, I already had a gynecologist appointment scheduled for June 11th prior to knowing I was pregnant for a pap smear. When I met with my doctor she did a Well woman's Examination and drew blood and advised that since she was no longer an obstetrician that I find another doctor. She was going to do an ultrasound but you have to be at least 4 weeks to have your first ultrasound I was only 3 weeks and 5 days. I then scheduled with my obstetrician and saw her on June 19th. She did my first ultrasound and then drew some more blood. I was 4 weeks and 6 days. If the doctor you have is refusing to see you earlier call your insurance company and find out if there are more fees for switching doctors. I found out that I only pay the one initial co pay regardless of which obstetrician I see and how many different ones I choose. I encountered many obstetricians who wanted me to wait 8 to 12 weeks before I could even meet with them. Then I found one who was willing to see me the next day. Ask around, if it doesn't cost you extra money to see someone different then do it. I know me! I am entirely too anal about my health and my baby's health as this is my first child and knew it would just stress me out to wait that long. I also have spotted like twice and have had cramping in my lower abdomen and lower back so I thought something was wrong. So my suggestion is to find someone who treats you like a patient and not just another pregnant dollar sign.

First Ultrasound! Baby is 4 weeks and 6 days in this picture taken on Tuesday, June 19th, 2012. But today we are officially 5 weeks.

First Ultrasound! Baby is 4 weeks and 6 days in this picture taken on Tuesday, June 19th, 2012. But today we are officially 5 weeks.

First Ultrasound! Baby is 4 weeks and 6 days in this picture taken on Tuesday, June 19th, 2012. But today we are officially 5 weeks.

So 18 months ago I weighed a hell of alot, and now I weight alot less. My husband has been with me throughout it - big, small, in between and he has never waivered. We have been trying to conceive for the past 3 months. I am still terrified that I will return to the size I once was so I have kept every stitch of clothing I have had from before my weightloss. I knew this would be the month, and I had quite a few clues along the way. Firstly, I breezed through my menses. Secondly, after my menses I knew there was a brand new fresh egg and that this one was the one that would make my first child. Knowing this too the core of my being, I started talking to this future child of mine, affectionately known as "little bean." I would talk to little bean, feeling silly and nuts but also very connected to my little bean. I would eat something particularly tasty and then ask little bean if it felt as good as it tasted to me. I would take a hot shower and remark to little bean that I hope it wasn't too hot in there for it. Of course I made sure no one was around to see a non-pregnant woman talking to her abdomen because quite frankly that's crazy, so I kept my craziness to myself, not even sharing this with Merrick. My OvaCue monitor signaled to me that my little bean was mature enough to be fertilized and so I knew that May 24th through May 28th (Memorial Day Weekend) would be the opportune time to do the baby making dance with Merrick. Thirdly, on May 26th I used an ovulation prediction stick ( a little stick you pee on to confirm ovulation) and it was positive, then my Ovacue fertility confirmed ovulation as well. Fourthly, Merrick and I had already planned a romantic weekend because he and I had a 4 day weekend due to Memorial Day. We proceed to have the most amazing time both in the bedroom and out. It was just different, I was relaxed, I was very much in the moment, and it was just awesome! I return to teach my last week of school Tuesday through Friday. Fifthly, four of my students who are ascending from 8th grade to 9th in different periods throughout the day,ask me if I am pregnant. Each time I smile and say to them I don't know for sure yet. I will find out June 9th. A few responded by saying that's too long. LOL, I totally agreed with them at the time. Sixthly, school ends and I spend the 2nd through the 8th taking naps every single day and being tired despite these naps. I also, spent an excessive amount of time eating, because I was seriously hungry. On that Tuesday I buy a crap ton of fruit ( like 8 pounds worth of strawberries, mangoes, apples, and pineapples and consume all but 3 of 4 mangoes -- AND I'M STILL HUNGRY! Then I waited a full 8 days past ovulation and then I tested. They were negative. Yet, I still talked to my little bean about how "I know your in there so just keep multiplying so that I can show them your there" But even while doing this I was very disheartened, but still trying to keep hope alive. Everyday I was tracking my progesterone levels which had been falling steadily, but on my 10 day past ovulation they started rising slightly. On my 13 days past ovulation they had risen a solid 50 points. In discussion with Merrick about these numbers he would say, "So what does that mean? you pregnant?" to which my reply would be, " i don't know we gotta wait and see" or " Stop asking me that damn question, how the f**k am I supposed to know *giggle, giggle*" to which he'd smile and laugh too. So I can't wait any longer and test using two different tests. They were both negative. I meet Merrick and a coworker for lunch and during the lunch I am planning to have a cocktail. Merrick's coworker convinces me not to get a drink until I get my period and can confirm that no pregnancy has taken place. So I don't get the drink. At this point I tell Merrick well my period should be here tomorrow ( not realizing that it actually should have been there that day) and here's to a month of trying again. The next morning I have plans to meet a friend for brunch. I pee and decide to take two different pregnancy tests again for shits and giggles. I don't wait for them to finish as I am pretty sure I'm not pregnant. We are in the computer room screwing around on Diablo 3 and Merrick is rushing me out the house because at this point we are running late and he is uber hungry. So I run through the house to the bathroom, stand at the counter to brush my teeth and I look down at the pregnancy tests. There are two faint pink lines on the tests. I grab it and scream maniacally through the house MERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK. At this point he comes running because he thinks something is wrong. I say "it's positive -- do you see the second line?" He's like, "Your not pregnant that line is too faint! It should be as dark as the control line, right? And you were in the computer room for way longer then 10 minutes so it's probably to late to get a correct reading. I refuse to get all excited until I see a positive blood test" I said, "the literature online says it does not matter how faint the line is. and fine! I'll take another one using the same urine" he says, " elise i'm hungry. go get in the shower. I am not about to get my hopes up just to find out your not pregnant again" i say, "stop at the drug store we will get the one that says Pregnant or Not Pregnant" he says, "fine. GO GET IN THE SHOWER" I get in the shower and the 3rd pregnancy test I take shows up positive in less than 10 minutes and I show it to him yet again. He says " it's still a faint line" I get dressed while we discuss the entire time, about how i am worried that it's gonna be false, how my hopes have already gotten so high that if I'm not pregnant I am going to be so disappointed, I even start crying because I finally got pregnant etc. We meet the friends for brunch and he makes it real clear that he does not want anyone to know about it if we are pregnant until we are out of the 1st trimester. So I sit through brunch with this big grin on my face and I am bursting with excitement and I want to scream it from the rooftops. We leave brunch where we discuss some more about how he refuses to get excited, etc. All the way to the grocery we run the gamet of emotions. We go to Walgreen's pick up a 3 pack of Clearblue pregnancy tests that show Pregnant or Not Pregnant. We get home, I still have the pee in a container from that morning and I dip it in and sit the test down. Since I have to pee again anyway, I go grab another container and am grabbing the second pregnancy test to test with a new batch of pee. As I am grabbing it, Merrick goes into the bath room to check the tests and walks out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face that he's trying to contain and I say "I'm pregnant?" he says "no" so I go running past him into the bathroom to check it as he says, " no your pregnant" I still grab the test and look at it. and immediately turn to him and tackle him on the bed while screaming repeatedly "I TOLD YOU ." So that is how we discovered our little bean stuck lol!

So 18 months ago I weighed a hell of alot, and now I weight alot less. My husband has been with me throughout it - big, small, in between and he has never waivered. We have been trying to conceive for the past 3 months. I am still terrified that I will return to the size I once was so I have kept every stitch of clothing I have had from before my weightloss. I knew this would be the month, and I had quite a few clues along the way. Firstly, I breezed through my menses. Secondly, after my menses I knew there was a brand new fresh egg and that this one was the one that would make my first child. Knowing this too the core of my being, I started talking to this future child of mine, affectionately known as "little bean." I would talk to little bean, feeling silly and nuts but also very connected to my little bean. I would eat something particularly tasty and then ask little bean if it felt as good as it tasted to me. I would take a hot shower and remark to little bean that I hope it wasn't too hot in there for it. Of course I made sure no one was around to see a non-pregnant woman talking to her abdomen because quite frankly that's crazy, so I kept my craziness to myself, not even sharing this with Merrick. My OvaCue monitor signaled to me that my little bean was mature enough to be fertilized and so I knew that May 24th through May 28th (Memorial Day Weekend) would be the opportune time to do the baby making dance with Merrick. Thirdly, on May 26th I used an ovulation prediction stick ( a little stick you pee on to confirm ovulation) and it was positive, then my Ovacue fertility confirmed ovulation as well. Fourthly, Merrick and I had already planned a romantic weekend because he and I had a 4 day weekend due to Memorial Day. We proceed to have the most amazing time both in the bedroom and out. It was just different, I was relaxed, I was very much in the moment, and it was just awesome! I return to teach my last week of school Tuesday through Friday. Fifthly, four of my students who are ascending from 8th grade to 9th in different periods throughout the day,ask me if I am pregnant. Each time I smile and say to them I don't know for sure yet. I will find out June 9th. A few responded by saying that's too long. LOL, I totally agreed with them at the time. Sixthly, school ends and I spend the 2nd through the 8th taking naps every single day and being tired despite these naps. I also, spent an excessive amount of time eating, because I was seriously hungry. On that Tuesday I buy a crap ton of fruit ( like 8 pounds worth of strawberries, mangoes, apples, and pineapples and consume all but 3 of 4 mangoes -- AND I'M STILL HUNGRY! Then I waited a full 8 days past ovulation and then I tested. They were negative. Yet, I still talked to my little bean about how "I know your in there so just keep multiplying so that I can show them your there" But even while doing this I was very disheartened, but still trying to keep hope alive. Everyday I was tracking my progesterone levels which had been falling steadily, but on my 10 day past ovulation they started rising slightly. On my 13 days past ovulation they had risen a solid 50 points. In discussion with Merrick about these numbers he would say, "So what does that mean? you pregnant?" to which my reply would be, " i don't know we gotta wait and see" or " Stop asking me that damn question, how the f**k am I supposed to know *giggle, giggle*" to which he'd smile and laugh too. So I can't wait any longer and test using two different tests. They were both negative. I meet Merrick and a coworker for lunch and during the lunch I am planning to have a cocktail. Merrick's coworker convinces me not to get a drink until I get my period and can confirm that no pregnancy has taken place. So I don't get the drink. At this point I tell Merrick well my period should be here tomorrow ( not realizing that it actually should have been there that day) and here's to a month of trying again. The next morning I have plans to meet a friend for brunch. I pee and decide to take two different pregnancy tests again for shits and giggles. I don't wait for them to finish as I am pretty sure I'm not pregnant. We are in the computer room screwing around on Diablo 3 and Merrick is rushing me out the house because at this point we are running late and he is uber hungry. So I run through the house to the bathroom, stand at the counter to brush my teeth and I look down at the pregnancy tests. There are two faint pink lines on the tests. I grab it and scream maniacally through the house MERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK. At this point he comes running because he thinks something is wrong. I say "it's positive -- do you see the second line?" He's like, "Your not pregnant that line is too faint! It should be as dark as the control line, right? And you were in the computer room for way longer then 10 minutes so it's probably to late to get a correct reading. I refuse to get all excited until I see a positive blood test" I said, "the literature online says it does not matter how faint the line is. and fine! I'll take another one using the same urine" he says, " elise i'm hungry. go get in the shower. I am not about to get my hopes up just to find out your not pregnant again" i say, "stop at the drug store we will get the one that says Pregnant or Not Pregnant" he says, "fine. GO GET IN THE SHOWER" I get in the shower and the 3rd pregnancy test I take shows up positive in less than 10 minutes and I show it to him yet again. He says " it's still a faint line" I get dressed while we discuss the entire time, about how i am worried that it's gonna be false, how my hopes have already gotten so high that if I'm not pregnant I am going to be so disappointed, I even start crying because I finally got pregnant etc. We meet the friends for brunch and he makes it real clear that he does not want anyone to know about it if we are pregnant until we are out of the 1st trimester. So I sit through brunch with this big grin on my face and I am bursting with excitement and I want to scream it from the rooftops. We leave brunch where we discuss some more about how he refuses to get excited, etc. All the way to the grocery we run the gamet of emotions. We go to Walgreen's pick up a 3 pack of Clearblue pregnancy tests that show Pregnant or Not Pregnant. We get home, I still have the pee in a container from that morning and I dip it in and sit the test down. Since I have to pee again anyway, I go grab another container and am grabbing the second pregnancy test to test with a new batch of pee. As I am grabbing it, Merrick goes into the bath room to check the tests and walks out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face that he's trying to contain and I say "I'm pregnant?" he says "no" so I go running past him into the bathroom to check it as he says, " no your pregnant" I still grab the test and look at it. and immediately turn to him and tackle him on the bed while screaming repeatedly "I TOLD YOU ." So that is how we discovered our little bean stuck lol!

So 18 months ago I weighed a hell of alot, and now I weight alot less. My husband has been with me throughout it - big, small, in between and he has never waivered. We have been trying to conceive for the past 3 months. I am still terrified that I will return to the size I once was so I have kept every stitch of clothing I have had from before my weightloss. I knew this would be the month, and I had quite a few clues along the way. Firstly, I breezed through my menses. Secondly, after my menses I knew there was a brand new fresh egg and that this one was the one that would make my first child. Knowing this too the core of my being, I started talking to this future child of mine, affectionately known as "little bean." I would talk to little bean, feeling silly and nuts but also very connected to my little bean. I would eat something particularly tasty and then ask little bean if it felt as good as it tasted to me. I would take a hot shower and remark to little bean that I hope it wasn't too hot in there for it. Of course I made sure no one was around to see a non-pregnant woman talking to her abdomen because quite frankly that's crazy, so I kept my craziness to myself, not even sharing this with Merrick. My OvaCue monitor signaled to me that my little bean was mature enough to be fertilized and so I knew that May 24th through May 28th (Memorial Day Weekend) would be the opportune time to do the baby making dance with Merrick. Thirdly, on May 26th I used an ovulation prediction stick ( a little stick you pee on to confirm ovulation) and it was positive, then my Ovacue fertility confirmed ovulation as well. Fourthly, Merrick and I had already planned a romantic weekend because he and I had a 4 day weekend due to Memorial Day. We proceed to have the most amazing time both in the bedroom and out. It was just different, I was relaxed, I was very much in the moment, and it was just awesome! I return to teach my last week of school Tuesday through Friday. Fifthly, four of my students who are ascending from 8th grade to 9th in different periods throughout the day,ask me if I am pregnant. Each time I smile and say to them I don't know for sure yet. I will find out June 9th. A few responded by saying that's too long. LOL, I totally agreed with them at the time. Sixthly, school ends and I spend the 2nd through the 8th taking naps every single day and being tired despite these naps. I also, spent an excessive amount of time eating, because I was seriously hungry. On that Tuesday I buy a crap ton of fruit ( like 8 pounds worth of strawberries, mangoes, apples, and pineapples and consume all but 3 of 4 mangoes -- AND I'M STILL HUNGRY! Then I waited a full 8 days past ovulation and then I tested. They were negative. Yet, I still talked to my little bean about how "I know your in there so just keep multiplying so that I can show them your there" But even while doing this I was very disheartened, but still trying to keep hope alive. Everyday I was tracking my progesterone levels which had been falling steadily, but on my 10 day past ovulation they started rising slightly. On my 13 days past ovulation they had risen a solid 50 points. In discussion with Merrick about these numbers he would say, "So what does that mean? you pregnant?" to which my reply would be, " i don't know we gotta wait and see" or " Stop asking me that damn question, how the f**k am I supposed to know *giggle, giggle*" to which he'd smile and laugh too. So I can't wait any longer and test using two different tests. They were both negative. I meet Merrick and a coworker for lunch and during the lunch I am planning to have a cocktail. Merrick's coworker convinces me not to get a drink until I get my period and can confirm that no pregnancy has taken place. So I don't get the drink. At this point I tell Merrick well my period should be here tomorrow ( not realizing that it actually should have been there that day) and here's to a month of trying again. The next morning I have plans to meet a friend for brunch. I pee and decide to take two different pregnancy tests again for shits and giggles. I don't wait for them to finish as I am pretty sure I'm not pregnant. We are in the computer room screwing around on Diablo 3 and Merrick is rushing me out the house because at this point we are running late and he is uber hungry. So I run through the house to the bathroom, stand at the counter to brush my teeth and I look down at the pregnancy tests. There are two faint pink lines on the tests. I grab it and scream maniacally through the house MERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK. At this point he comes running because he thinks something is wrong. I say "it's positive -- do you see the second line?" He's like, "Your not pregnant that line is too faint! It should be as dark as the control line, right? And you were in the computer room for way longer then 10 minutes so it's probably to late to get a correct reading. I refuse to get all excited until I see a positive blood test" I said, "the literature online says it does not matter how faint the line is. and fine! I'll take another one using the same urine" he says, " elise i'm hungry. go get in the shower. I am not about to get my hopes up just to find out your not pregnant again" i say, "stop at the drug store we will get the one that says Pregnant or Not Pregnant" he says, "fine. GO GET IN THE SHOWER" I get in the shower and the 3rd pregnancy test I take shows up positive in less than 10 minutes and I show it to him yet again. He says " it's still a faint line" I get dressed while we discuss the entire time, about how i am worried that it's gonna be false, how my hopes have already gotten so high that if I'm not pregnant I am going to be so disappointed, I even start crying because I finally got pregnant etc. We meet the friends for brunch and he makes it real clear that he does not want anyone to know about it if we are pregnant until we are out of the 1st trimester. So I sit through brunch with this big grin on my face and I am bursting with excitement and I want to scream it from the rooftops. We leave brunch where we discuss some more about how he refuses to get excited, etc. All the way to the grocery we run the gamet of emotions. We go to Walgreen's pick up a 3 pack of Clearblue pregnancy tests that show Pregnant or Not Pregnant. We get home, I still have the pee in a container from that morning and I dip it in and sit the test down. Since I have to pee again anyway, I go grab another container and am grabbing the second pregnancy test to test with a new batch of pee. As I am grabbing it, Merrick goes into the bath room to check the tests and walks out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face that he's trying to contain and I say "I'm pregnant?" he says "no" so I go running past him into the bathroom to check it as he says, " no your pregnant" I still grab the test and look at it. and immediately turn to him and tackle him on the bed while screaming repeatedly "I TOLD YOU ." So that is how we discovered our little bean stuck lol!

So 18 months ago I weighed a hell of alot, and now I weight alot less. My husband has been with me throughout it - big, small, in between and he has never waivered. We have been trying to conceive for the past 3 months. I am still terrified that I will return to the size I once was so I have kept every stitch of clothing I have had from before my weightloss. I knew this would be the month, and I had quite a few clues along the way. Firstly, I breezed through my menses. Secondly, after my menses I knew there was a brand new fresh egg and that this one was the one that would make my first child. Knowing this too the core of my being, I started talking to this future child of mine, affectionately known as "little bean." I would talk to little bean, feeling silly and nuts but also very connected to my little bean. I would eat something particularly tasty and then ask little bean if it felt as good as it tasted to me. I would take a hot shower and remark to little bean that I hope it wasn't too hot in there for it. Of course I made sure no one was around to see a non-pregnant woman talking to her abdomen because quite frankly that's crazy, so I kept my craziness to myself, not even sharing this with Merrick. My OvaCue monitor signaled to me that my little bean was mature enough to be fertilized and so I knew that May 24th through May 28th (Memorial Day Weekend) would be the opportune time to do the baby making dance with Merrick. Thirdly, on May 26th I used an ovulation prediction stick ( a little stick you pee on to confirm ovulation) and it was positive, then my Ovacue fertility confirmed ovulation as well. Fourthly, Merrick and I had already planned a romantic weekend because he and I had a 4 day weekend due to Memorial Day. We proceed to have the most amazing time both in the bedroom and out. It was just different, I was relaxed, I was very much in the moment, and it was just awesome! I return to teach my last week of school Tuesday through Friday. Fifthly, four of my students who are ascending from 8th grade to 9th in different periods throughout the day,ask me if I am pregnant. Each time I smile and say to them I don't know for sure yet. I will find out June 9th. A few responded by saying that's too long. LOL, I totally agreed with them at the time. Sixthly, school ends and I spend the 2nd through the 8th taking naps every single day and being tired despite these naps. I also, spent an excessive amount of time eating, because I was seriously hungry. On that Tuesday I buy a crap ton of fruit ( like 8 pounds worth of strawberries, mangoes, apples, and pineapples and consume all but 3 of 4 mangoes -- AND I'M STILL HUNGRY! Then I waited a full 8 days past ovulation and then I tested. They were negative. Yet, I still talked to my little bean about how "I know your in there so just keep multiplying so that I can show them your there" But even while doing this I was very disheartened, but still trying to keep hope alive. Everyday I was tracking my progesterone levels which had been falling steadily, but on my 10 day past ovulation they started rising slightly. On my 13 days past ovulation they had risen a solid 50 points. In discussion with Merrick about these numbers he would say, "So what does that mean? you pregnant?" to which my reply would be, " i don't know we gotta wait and see" or " Stop asking me that damn question, how the f**k am I supposed to know *giggle, giggle*" to which he'd smile and laugh too. So I can't wait any longer and test using two different tests. They were both negative. I meet Merrick and a coworker for lunch and during the lunch I am planning to have a cocktail. Merrick's coworker convinces me not to get a drink until I get my period and can confirm that no pregnancy has taken place. So I don't get the drink. At this point I tell Merrick well my period should be here tomorrow ( not realizing that it actually should have been there that day) and here's to a month of trying again. The next morning I have plans to meet a friend for brunch. I pee and decide to take two different pregnancy tests again for shits and giggles. I don't wait for them to finish as I am pretty sure I'm not pregnant. We are in the computer room screwing around on Diablo 3 and Merrick is rushing me out the house because at this point we are running late and he is uber hungry. So I run through the house to the bathroom, stand at the counter to brush my teeth and I look down at the pregnancy tests. There are two faint pink lines on the tests. I grab it and scream maniacally through the house MERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKK. At this point he comes running because he thinks something is wrong. I say "it's positive -- do you see the second line?" He's like, "Your not pregnant that line is too faint! It should be as dark as the control line, right? And you were in the computer room for way longer then 10 minutes so it's probably to late to get a correct reading. I refuse to get all excited until I see a positive blood test" I said, "the literature online says it does not matter how faint the line is. and fine! I'll take another one using the same urine" he says, " elise i'm hungry. go get in the shower. I am not about to get my hopes up just to find out your not pregnant again" i say, "stop at the drug store we will get the one that says Pregnant or Not Pregnant" he says, "fine. GO GET IN THE SHOWER" I get in the shower and the 3rd pregnancy test I take shows up positive in less than 10 minutes and I show it to him yet again. He says " it's still a faint line" I get dressed while we discuss the entire time, about how i am worried that it's gonna be false, how my hopes have already gotten so high that if I'm not pregnant I am going to be so disappointed, I even start crying because I finally got pregnant etc. We meet the friends for brunch and he makes it real clear that he does not want anyone to know about it if we are pregnant until we are out of the 1st trimester. So I sit through brunch with this big grin on my face and I am bursting with excitement and I want to scream it from the rooftops. We leave brunch where we discuss some more about how he refuses to get excited, etc. All the way to the grocery we run the gamet of emotions. We go to Walgreen's pick up a 3 pack of Clearblue pregnancy tests that show Pregnant or Not Pregnant. We get home, I still have the pee in a container from that morning and I dip it in and sit the test down. Since I have to pee again anyway, I go grab another container and am grabbing the second pregnancy test to test with a new batch of pee. As I am grabbing it, Merrick goes into the bath room to check the tests and walks out of the bathroom with a big grin on his face that he's trying to contain and I say "I'm pregnant?" he says "no" so I go running past him into the bathroom to check it as he says, " no your pregnant" I still grab the test and look at it. and immediately turn to him and tackle him on the bed while screaming repeatedly "I TOLD YOU ." So that is how we discovered our little bean stuck lol!

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That number comes from a research study that can be located on the internet that discusses how people can lose 65% of their weight loss the first year, another 45% the second year and it is supposed to taper off after the second year at under 25%. These percentages are again based on all of the people who participated in the study. There is no finite percentage of what you will lose, this is just the mean ( the average amount of their weight lose). You could lose much more or much less, the person who has ultimate control over that is you.
Also when we are talking about 65%, this is not of your total weight this is of the unhealthy weight. For example, I was 410 pounds prior to my surgery, healthy weight for me is between 220 and 180 pounds. If you subtract 220 from 410 and also 180 from 410, you will get a range of the total amount of weight I need to lose, which is between 190 and 230 pounds. Based on the research study, if I am in line with those who participated in the study I should lose between 123.5 pounds and 149.5 pounds the first year, I got these numbers by multiplying 190 and 230 by .65. This is my weight loss only for the first year. the second year my starting weight should be between 286.5 and 260.5. Then the math starts all over again - my total excess weight will be between 67 and 118. So for my second year I would need to lose between 6 and 10 pounds per month. If all goes well my second year then at its conclusion I should have reached my goal weight. If it is lower then these projections I promise I will not complain, LOL.
But I use these numbers to determine if I am on schedule, behind schedule, or ahead of schedule on my weightloss. Again it is also important to note that you do not lose weight continuously rather it ebbs and flows. But here is how I do it, This may not be good for everyone, this is just my method. After calculating those numbers to meet my 65% I then divided them by 12 for the months in the year. So each month I should lose between 11 pounds and 13 pounds. If I lose above that then I am ahead of schedule, which is what I aim for. Heading into month 3 I am WELL ahead of these numbers, but this is normal in the first 6 months of the life. Pace yourself, follow your medical team's advice, and get your Vitamins, Protein and Water in and you will be just fine.