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!

Wow just read this entire thread! What an awesome story! By now you're probably holding your baby girl. Congrats & happy new year!

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!

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How are you? How was the delivery? I am due in a few weeks and would like to know how you're doing. I was sleeved right before I got pregnant and I am a little nervous about having the baby and whether I will loose weight after I have him. I would love to hear how you are coping with everything.