My husband and I truly believe that “everything happens for a reason”. That’s really the foundation of my blog and it’s a proven fact with this true story. My husband and I married in 2005 and in 2008 he went and had his vasectomy reversed after 15 years. We were beginning to try to start our own family. Our doctor was confident he would be able to successfully reverse the vasectomy and get us pregnant. That was September 2008. Let’s fast forward through the months of trying and failing to get pregnant. It’s now September 2009, a full year later, my eggo is still not preggo! We sit in our living room gazing out at our front lawn which is hosting a realty sign with a SOLD sticker on it. Did I mention we just moved in 10 months earlier…we did. We weren’t happy in our new home, we were stressed about money, not being able to get pregnant and the fact that we had sold our home but didn’t have anywhere else to go just yet.
We had an arguement and during the arguement I asked him, “why are you with me?”, my husband was quick to respond, “I don’t know”. Not the answer I was hoping for, and to follow it up he says, “I think we should seperate”. OMG! Are you kidding me??? Needless to say I was ticked! By the end of the week I had purchased a condo for myself and my 3 dogs, he was going to move into an apartment. I was so upset and angry at him for ruining everything, but was still madly in love with him. We moved out of our home in December 2009, my new condo wasn’t going to be ready until January 2010 so I had a month I was homeless and stayed with family.
January 8, 2010 – moving day into my new home. A small 1 bedroom condo for me and my 3 little dogs. I wasn’t allowed to have 3, but I wasn’t giving up my fur babies because of one man’s stupidity! My husband and I clinged to each other during this time, we still both really loved one another but it just wasn’t working for some reason, sounds crazy and it was. It was a really crazy time. Now I fast forward to January 25th, 20th just a few short weeks after being in my new place, I find myself alone in my condo in my pj’s getting ready to watch the Bacholorette, a sudden urge comes over me to go and take a pregnancy test. It’s 8pm, cold and snowy outside and I’m in bed in my warm cozy jammies, and my intuition is arguing with me to go out and get a pregnancy test! Even crazier, right!
Well, I couldn’t fight the urge, I had to go. I walked to the drugstore, I call it my “Juno moment” walk in and by 5 tests and some orange juice. I think the walk home I was talking out loud to myself saying how crazy and stupid this was. My period wasn’t even due for another 5 days! It was way to early to test. I went home and took a test anyway.
It was only 3 minutes later that my life changed forever…. Postive!
We were having a baby…finally, but we were seperated!
To Be Continued…
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