Here we go...

I have so much information to share that I realize that this blog is way overdue. I will try to break everything down into bite-sized entries until we are caught up.

Around the beginning of June, I visited the doctor to confirm that I was, in fact, pregnant. Although fairly unexpected, we were excited about becoming first time parents in a new house, in a new town, with new jobs. On my way out of the doctor's office, I had blood drawn and was on my way.

A few days later, I received a call from the doctor stating that although my urine test had been positive, my blood test was negagtive for the pregnancy hormone, and I may have lost the baby. She requested that I come in for another blood test, which resulted in a normal hormone level for that point in my pregnancy. Just to be sure everything was okay, I went in a few days later to ensure that the hormone was doubling every 48 hours as it should.

My next call from the doctor was both reassuring and surprising. Rather than doubling, my hormone had quadrupled, leading the doctor to joke about the posibility of being pregnant with twins...and thus begins our saga.