Barbara, a friend of mine at work, got me using an app called Zombie 5k. It's pretty awesome. I'd recommend it to anyone who wants to train to run/jog. It was always something I wished I could do, and with this app, it not only trains you to eventually run a 5k, but it also puts you into the story and will mix in your own music.
Anyway, I had been doing the Zombie run for about a month, and, to be honest, I only really started it to see if losing weight would help me get pregnant. Since the clomid hadn't worked alone or with metformin, I figured I'd give running a shot before I started on some crazy vegan diet or something. So, a month of walking/running and then there comes a night where my boobs hurt to much to do it. Granted, my boobs have been hurting a lot since I stopped clomid (which I took as a good sign that my hormones were finally in line) so it wasn't anything new. But I just felt...super bloated? I guess you could describe it that way. I started the program but ended it early two or three times.
The following week, I got two nosebleeds, which is weird for me. I never get nosebleeds. I also couldn't sit with my pants buttoned. I began to suspect I was pregnant, but then again, I always suspect that and I'm always wrong.
My period was supposed to come on August 31st, which was when my family's Labor Day picnic was. So, I went prepared to get my period at any moment, especially if I went in the pool. One 4th of July at the same aunt's house, my period was late and I was all excited to only find it had started after I got out of the pool. Yay.
I had such a strong feeling, though, that night I couldn't sleep. I actually got up at 2 AM and found a cheap-o pregnancy test that I was sure was expired. I peed in a cup and dipped the tester in. Two lines showed up. I was shaking. I quickly took a picture and sent it to Barbara (because I knew it wouldn't wake her up.) After that, it was really hard to go back to sleep, but eventually I did.
I had to work the next morning and stopped and got Tylenol (for my lack-of-sleep headache) and prenatal vitamins. I sent the picture I took the night before to Chris and he had no idea what it was. So I told him. "It's positive. It says I'm pregnant." He told me not to get my hopes up, like the so many other times I have and then been let down. We went grocery shopping later after work and I grabbed a digital test. He wanted me to wait until morning, but I couldn't, so I took it right after we got back from the store. It clearly said "Pregnant."
Long story short, today I am ten weeks and going to have a sonogram tomorrow. I've been thinking about taking a belly pic, but I was fat to begin with, so not sure how good it would be. People have been telling me that I'm losing weight, which I'm not sure how to feel about that.
