Little Peanut Arrived

On January 11,2016, my little bundle was born. Being a first time mom I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know what was going to happen, how much pain there was going to be.  I was more scared of the unknown than what was really happening.

Sunday, January 10, I wake up and got ready for the day and I already knew it was time. Our little baby boy was going to come into the world either that day or the next. I didn’t have any pains but the plug was out. I told my husband, “babe I think today might be it.” Still no pain, so we went on with our day. I was on edge wasn’t sure what to do. I kept trying to see if I feel him moving, if I feel anything, if I should call the doctor, if I should go to the hospital. Just didn’t know what to do and I didn’t want to tell others and have them all sit around and worry and wait with me. My mother called a few times and wanted to come over but I was afraid to tell her what was going on because she is the type that panics.

Well my husband decided, if the baby was really going to come today and he would be taking time off from work, he needs to finish a few things at the office. By this time I was feeling some pain. Very minor cramps nothing serious and we drove out to his work place. He came home finished his work, went got a hair-cut, showered and shaved…. Oh then he got hungry so he ate. While I am there having cramps…. My husband is a character… haha

By this time I had told my brother also and he was over at the house with us. Around 6 I noticed that my contractions where 5 minutes apart and still the pain was just minor cramps…. I wasn’t sure if that was normal and I was getting scared because I couldn’t remember the last time I felt him move. We decided to go to the hospital to make sure everything was alright.

When we got to the hospital they checked and they said everything is good but he wasn’t ready to come out yet. They gave me the option of either staying at the hospital or going back home until my contractions where stronger. I decided to go home, where I would be more comfortable.

As I got home slowly my contractions were getting stronger. I remembered everything I had learned in my birth class and also I had read an amazing birth book which helped me emotionally and mentally. Around 10:00 PM, I was ready to go back to the hospital not because I wasn’t able to handle the pain but more because I was getting scared. I do have to say, I made a good choice of being at home because at the hospital just laying on the bed with all those things wrapped on my belly, I was more uncomfortable and scared which seemed like my contractions where more painful.

After a few more hours this was it, the baby was going to come soon. That’s when we decided to let my mom know so she can come to the hospital to see the baby when he arrived. We did have a few complications and a few scares but after pushing for an hour, our little peanut had arrived.

He was finally here

At Last The Seed Was Planted

Being a parent is hard work, especially a first time mom. You never realize how much there is to think about when you are a parent. You have the life of this small innocent child in your hands and everything you do will impact them.

When I was younger and I thought of a 30 some year old, I always thought of an old person, someone my parent’s age. But now I’m currently 32 and feel like a little girl at times. I always thought that I would be like my parents at this age. Done with having kids, focusing on my career because my children would already be in elementary at least.

Well I was all wrong.

I didn’t get married until I was 27 and now a days that is pretty normal. In the beginning of our marriage we were focused on each other and not thinking of children. As I was getting closer to being 30 I was starting to freak out, I would have to say. As I was growing up I would always hear people say you need to have kids soon, after 30 it’s a lot harder. Especially being an Armenian, I was hearing it from everyone. Get this when we came back from our honeymoon the moms were asking me if I have a surprise for them (as in if I am pregnant). MMMMM moms last I checked it didn’t happen that way and that fast…. Gzzzzz and if I did get pregnant on my honeymoon I wouldn’t know until at least a month later.

Come on give me a break.

Well when we did decide to finally start having children… ooo that was a hard and long journey for us. We kept trying for years and nothing. I wouldn’t get pregnant. I went to all the doctors got checked for everything both my husband and I. All the tests would come back normal and I still wasn’t pregnant. I was thinking great I waited too long and who knows if it will ever happen. There were times that I would just give up because I didn’t know what to do and for some reason everyone around me was getting pregnant. I would see pregnant females everywhere. All my friends were getting pregnant too. I had at least 4 friends who all were pregnant.

I was getting desperate. I decided to go ahead and try Clomid …. Well I did what was it like 5 cycles and still nothing….. so we moved on to the second stage…. And tried IUI and we did that 3 more times and still nothing… NOTHING…. How can two healthy people who have nothing wrong with them not be able to get pregnant? I didn’t even know what I can do, what I can change to increase our chances.

Well we finally decided we just need to go for it and try IVF…. We met with the doctor… set everything up to start the next month and guess what

I WAS PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Omg finally I was pregnant…. I didn’t believe it. I took 3 pregnancy tests and I went in and got a blood test and I still didn’t believe it. It took me a week before I even told my husband because I kept telling myself this is not real, I’m about to start my period there is no point of me telling him.

I finally was pregnant at the age of 31