I'm not sure if this story is more about fate, or if it's based more upon luck. All I do know is that when there is only a 0.8% chance of getting pregnant with an IUD you really seem to put the aspect into the back of your mind filed with the "I'll never actually win the lottery" category. Well, we won the baby lottery. To be honest I even thought about buying a lottery ticket, but I actually felt like saving all the rest of my luck for this baby haha.
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Over the past 2 weeks prior to discovering this shocking tidbit I had a few symptoms that marked the discovery of my last pregnancy...first it was sore breasts, then it was immense fatigue, and then it was going to the washroom a ton....at first I marked it off as hormones, then I marked it off as "my period must be here any day"....but my period never came and I started the nail biting...I decided to grab my calendar while stating, "Oh I must have counted wrong, it's probably still too soon for my period..." but then I checked and my stomach flipped....I was actually late by several days.
Since I had to grab some groceries for dinner I decided to pick up a pregnancy test as well. You know, pregnancy tests are expensive. I checked at Safeway and it was like $15 for a single, generic brand test. I then decided to try my luck at the dollar store and picked up 2 tests for $1.50 each! But believe you me, that entire car ride home? Ya, I was convincing myself I couldn't be pregnant.
You see, it's not that I minded being pregnant it was just we had a lot we wanted to do first! Snowboaring all winter, Charles was wanting to get his Volkswagen Golf-R, marriage perhaps, a bigger house....maybe some travelling? We weren't thinking about having another kid until Anna was 5....now she is only going to be days past 2! Nevermind the aspect of all the renovations we have to do now that I shared here.. Anna has a tough time sleeping as it is so I certainly was not about to make her share a room with another baby. Albeit that we would be co-sleeping until the baby is about 3 months old, but a 3-month-old can still wake up a fair bit at night! Despite all this however, there was never a doubt in my mind that I wouldn't love this baby tremendously, and that I wouldn't do all I could to give it the best chance of survival possible.
Anyway back to the story...we had dinner first, but I scarfed my meal down. Charles was only half finished when I couldn't bear it any more and ran to the washroom to pee on a stick. For these tests there are 2 lines. One is a "Complete" line that states the test completed successfully. The other line is the positive line, if it shows up, you're pregnant. Well apparently the complete line is supposed to show up first....my test? The pregnancy line showed up first. Well let me tell you I ran out of that bathroom faster than fast screaming "Where is that other test???" I then grabbed the other one off the table, did my thing, and sure enough it too was positive. Charles came in by this time and said "You're pregnant?" I think my hyperventilating was a clear enough sign ahahaha. Luckily Charles just held me while my brain processed "How can this happen??". We then immediately called Charles' parents over and told them the whole ordeal in order to get the news slightly off our chest. The date was Sunday, January 15th.