April 24, 2011 – Easter. I had to work that day, but my partner attended the Easter dinner at her grandmother’s house. At that dinner, she jokingly said that “if anyone knows of someone willing to give us sperm, Rachael and I would like to have a baby.” Low and behold, her sister-in-law did in fact know someone possibly interested. By the time I got off work, and she was already talking to the donor on the phone and everything snowballed into the works from there.
April 25, 2011 – I started the very next day tracking my ovulation. This involved getting a basal thermometer and taking my temp. I began inputting the data into a chart on a free website “myfertilitycharts.com” – I believe the resources provided to me on that site was invaluable.
May 13, 2011 – Based on the chart data I had been collecting, the site told me I would ovulate two days from this date. It was pretty good at predicting my projected menstral period, so I took it as a good sign. The entire month, we were in contact with the donor through email, Facebook, text, and phone calls. He booked a plane ticket to our house to start our first attempts to conceive the following month.
June 6, 2011 – Donor came to visit. This is the first time the three of us had met in person. We went out to dinner and then back to our apartment. This was the first day of a week of TTC.
June 10, 2011 – Donor stayed with us for a week. Attempts to conceive (the old fashioned way) two times a day (once in the morning, once at night) every day for that week. Donor went home to Texas this day, ending our long, physically and emotionally draining week.
June 14, 2011 – Fertility chart said I was ovulating. 4 days after our TTC week. This means, if we were pregnant, we were likely having a girl. (I was right and no one believed me!)
June 23, 2011 – Took the first pregnancy test, even though my menstrual cycle wasn’t predicted until that Thursday. I went in the bathroom and peed on a stick. The first line was faint, the second line was there. Two lines=positive. I couldn’t be sure. I made my partner come check. We Googled “Faint line on pregnancy test”. Google tells me “There’s no such thing is sorta pregnant.”
June 24, 2011 – Despite wanting to wait until we were 12 weeks pregnant, we announced on Facebook the very next day! I was officially 5 weeks pregnant at the time.
Aug 11, 2011 – 12 week ultrasound. Everything is A-OK.
Jan 9, 2012 – Baby Shower with partner’s Family. Awesome games and company!
Feb 28, 2012 – Moved into new apartment. Getting settled in.
March 3, 2012 – My Due Date came and went. We scheduled an induction for March 9, 2012
March 6, 2012 – Thought my water broke. Went to hospital at 9pm. Drove myself, since my partner can’t see at night to drive and my sister, who was living with us at the time, didn’t have a license. They decided that they couldn’t determine if water broke, possibly high leak. Doctor started Cervadil, said it had to be in for 12 hours and then they would start induction at 1pm the following day. Learned 4 hours later that the Cervadil fell out. Not sure where it went. (Also, should note, this is when I stopped smoking, the moment I was admitted to the hospital)
March 7, 2012 – The contractions were pretty hard and heavy by mid morning. I decided to get Epidural around 10am. I was only 1cm dilated, but had been up for over 24 hours and wanted to sleep. Once I got the Epidural, I slept for the rest of my time in the hospital until it was time to push at 5:30pm. Pushed until Punky arrived at 6:25pm! She weighed 7 lbs 7.5 oz. She was 19 inches long. Beautiful head full of black hair and her eyes wide open!
She was healthy and screaming. We started breastfeeding within the hour and she took to it like a champ the first time we tried. The rest of the three days in the hospital was not so easy. When we got home, our breastfeeding was not so awesome.
The rest of Punky’s first year was documented in a different kind of blog. My partner and I are so lucky to have such an awesome donor, a loving and accepting family, and a super fertile bio-mom, because we got pregnant first try!
This new blog is an extension of the old one, but this time, I am going to attempt to give my kid a little bit of ‘name anonymity’. Someday when she is older, she may not want to have her name on blast all over the internet.