How did this happen?

Everybody kept telling me "just relax and have fun with trying to conceive, that is when it will happen." We haven't been trying that long, maybe since October, but I was convinced I was "broken and beautiful". My cycles were 40+ days when they came, and never mind the fact that I didn't have one the entire summer, 100+ days!

When I found out my sister was pregnant on Christmas, my rigid schedule of scanning myself to check for follicles, timing our "sessions", and all the other things you're supposed to do to get knocked up, stopped. I prayed a lot and asked for patience and trust in what He had planned. I decided I was going to live vicariously through my sister and enjoy scanning her.

So New Years came and so did my period which I figured. I scanned my sister when she was 7 weeks along and I took her baby's first picture. She asked to see what I check when I scan myself for follicles. I saw two "dinky" 16mm follies. One on each ovary. What! My left ovary has one, that thing hasn't worked since I have been scanning myself for at least 6 months. Four days later they were gone, they never made it to the 25mm they are supposed to when I ovulate. I thought this cycle is over!

Now, since I don't know when or if I ovulated I have no idea when or if I will have a period. Flashbacks of the summer are running through my head, so I decided to contact my doctor and ask for birth control pills. I wanted to regulate myself for a couple of months and try again in the summer.

I continued to scan myself and check my endometrium's thickness to help me figure out how close I was to starting my period. One day I scanned and noticed my left ovary was huge compared to its gimpy usual self and I had a "mass" on it. It looked like a corpus luteal cyst (what you get when you are pregnant), but I didn't have the typical "ring of fire" (vascularity). When I got home I told Mike "I need to go to the doctor because I am worried about a mass on my ovary." He said "yeah, OK." He is pretty used to my self diagnosis drama. I decided that before I call the doctor with this serious diagnosis, I would pee on a $tree pregnancy test to make sure it really wasn't a normal cyst. I didn't want to make a fool at out myself.

"Mike can you come up here and take at look at this?" I yelled from the balcony. My eyes were tired and I think they are playing games with me. I thought I saw two lines but I wasn't sure.

YEP!!!!! There was two LINES!!!!

I convinced Mike to pee on one in case it was an evaporation line. He had no line, naturally.

OMG I AM REALLY PREGNANT! I took three more just to make sure.

Here we go ... baby Johnson is due mid October ... God willing.