It was a typical Tuesday in the Scheller household. I had gotten home and started fixing dinner. I had just come off of Godspell so I was done with rehearsals in the evening and could just relax. Sara came home a bit earlier than usual, but this was good as she would be teaching piano lessons. Sara knew that this could be the day she could see if she was pregnant, but really didn’t want to deal with it that day. However, her friends on Twitter (shout out to all those lovely Twitter people that have really been a great support system for Sara!) told her to take a test.
While I am in the kitchen cooking, I hear Sara yell and scream. I immediately ask her what is wrong. She comes in waving a pregnancy test saying, “Is there a line here?!?!?!?!” [Note: I am NOT one of those people that puts way too many exclamation points or question marks. However, this was the amount of yelling I was hearing]. Now, if you have ever looked at one of those tests, it can be VERY difficult to tell. To me, it looks like a line, but I don’t know if it is supposed to be darker than the control line or what. I believe my exact words were, “I don’t know. I think it is a line. I need one of the tests that tells you pregnant with the words on the test.” We were both kind of on overdrive, because this had never happened before. I don’t remember much of dinner, but it was decided that I would go get an idiot-proof test while Sara taught piano lessons.
I cleaned up dinner and just for fun decided to look up the due date, just for fun. I put in our information and it spit back – DECEMBER 25TH. What a great surprise! God definitely had a plan here with that due date! I think for Sara, piano lessons could end quickly enough for her. She took the new test and it came back – PREGNANT. There were definitely a lot of tears and hugging as a new reality set in. It was the end of one journey, and the beginning of another!
[Edit: So I’m a moron when I wrote on that piece of paper and wrote 2012 instead of 2013. D’oh! Just realized this as I blogged. Whoops!]
Brian is better at looking back than I am. Right now, I just need to look forward. At some point, I will reflect, but for now, I’m going to keep you posted with the here and now.
Friday was our 2nd appointment with our OB. I (Sara) was extremely nervous since we hadn’t seen our baby since 11 weeks and I was now 15 weeks along. We knew there would be no ultrasound but we were anxious to HEAR our baby’s heartbeat for the first time.
We didn’t have to wait long. Our dr. immediately found our little squirt’s heartbeat and we heard the sweetest sound for the first time. It was a surreal moment. We had to ask her to keep the Doppler on for a bit longer so Brian could get my iPad set to record. She kindly obliged! I told Brian I needed it recorded for those days I worry (there are many), just so I can have a bit of reassurance that all is well in there!
I would post the video, but wordpress won’t let me…so if you’re a fellow wp blogger and can help a newbie out with this, I’d appreciate it.
For now, I am content that baby is healthy and thanking God for this new, tiny life!
Alright, perhaps I should get started with some of those details that I mentioned. This is, of course, from my (Brian) perspective, so my feelings and thoughts are somewhat different than what my lovely wife was thinking. She may be writing her perspective later, so I’ll leave some things to her.
We have been married since 2006 and we were waiting until we thought the time was right to start trying to have a child. We moved to St. Louis in 2007 and bought a house and decided to wait and see how things progressed in our lives. We started working on our Master’s degrees in spring 2009 and finally decided that the time was right to start trying for a child in spring 2010. We graduated in December 2010 and figured a baby would be right around the corner.
1 year went by and nothing. Almost daily, people would be announcing that they were pregnant. With each announcement, Sara would be crushed. It was so heartbreaking for me to watch her sit and cry almost nightly that we hadn’t been blessed with a child yet. (Just a note to readers that may be reading that were pregnant: We were very happy for you all and your blessings. It was just painful to see you so happy while we were struggling.) We were referred to a fertility specialist as we hadn’t be successful in conceiving. The fertility specialist seemed very positive and we proceeded to try some aided methods to conceive.
Another year passed and still nothing was happening. We resigned our fate to two options: in vitro fertilization or adoption. We decided on IVF and met with an IVF doctor. This was the most painful visit yet, with the doctor calling Sara “ridiculous,” dictating his patient notes in front of us, and basically telling us that IVF was the only way we were ever going to conceive a child. Needless to say, this was the LAST time we met with this doctor. We decided we needed to find a doctor who was willing to listen and try to work with us. If we ended up at IVF, we would go for it, but we weren’t totally sold that we had tried EVERYTHING.
We found a new fertility specialist and met with him in March 2013. He put us on a new medication and we tried an aided method once again. Shortly thereafter, we were successful! I’ll save all that for another blog post.
Infertility sucks! It hurts a lot of people on a daily basis and is one of those conditions that no one talks about. Questions like, “When are you guys going to have kids?” and “Why haven’t you had babies?” can be very hurtful without intentionally trying. If you are struggling with infertility, or know someone who is, please refer them to this blog! We want to share what we learned so we can be helpful to couples going through the same issues.
To all those that are reading this, welcome to our site! We are Sara and Brian and we have created this as a way to document our journey into parenting. Our story until this point is long and we will be sharing it with you as we go.
Mid April 2013, we found out that we were expecting our first child. As we have had trouble in starting our family, announcing our pregnancy via Facebook was out of the question. Facebook was very painful to Sara as we struggled with conception and she did not want hurt anyone in the same way. We also have family spread out across the country and we would like them to be able to share in our journey. We figured the best way to do this is to start a blog.
I don’t know how often we will be posting. I do know that it will be an entertaining adventure as we will be first time parents with all the joys and struggles that go along with it. So come along and enjoy the journey!