I'm sure this has been done, but there are quite a few of us newbies around now. My L is going through a (developmentally appropriate) terrible sleep patch, so I have time in the dead of night!
So: 1) Tell us about your romance! How did you meet your H / W / SO? How did you get together?
2) What was your journey to parenthood like? Was it long, short, smooth or rough?
1) I met my husband the term after I left uni, when I was still singing with a student-run choir. He was the new conductor. He was also engaged, so I ignored the fact that I fancied the pants off him and got on with my life.
When his relationship ended he found out that he didn't have many friends of his own. They had had couple friends, and now he was pretty lonely. I was working nights at the time and was quite lonely too, so we became friends. I still fancied the pants off him but he was very clear that he was only interested in friendship.
We became best friends and that lasted seven and a half years. He had a couple of long term relationships during that time and cried on my shoulder when they ended. I... never had a boyfriend. There were plenty of offers, but usually if I liked someone he wasn't interested, and if someone liked me I wasn't interested.
When I was twenty-nine he got a job in Scotland and moved away. For the first few weeks I was the one who phoned him, and then it shifted quite suddenly. I had to leave my job and sue my former employer for constructive dismissal so finances were very tight. That summer I was temping, so I only got paid when I was working, and I had to take time off and buy train fares for my cousin's wedding, my sister's big birthday, and my Granny's funeral. When he finally came to see me it had been five and a half months. He was adamant that that was too long and he was never letting that happen again.
That was in November. He rang me more and more frequently until in January he finally said that he had been mistaken for seven and a half years, that I was the woman of his dreams and always had been, and please did he have a chance? I was stunned, to put it mildly. But I decided to give him a chance and in early February we started going out. We got married eighteen months later, in August 2008.
2) We always knew we wanted to have children and I was 31 when we got married. We needed time to get used to being married and living together first, and there were a few financial issues, and I had some health problems. We started trying in late 2012 and I was ill with labyrinthitis and post viral fatigue for almost the whole of 2013. Eventually, when I'd been well for a good nine months and we hadn't been successful, our GP ran some tests and couldn't find anything, so referred us to the infertility clinic. She mentioned that simply attending the clinic can be enough for some couples. We scoffed, but according to my due date, the day of our appointment was the day we conceived :-)
purple Loved reading your story! A girl in my wedding month group from The Knot also was also just about to start with a reproductive specialist and got pregnant after a year of trying. Crazy how that works!
I met my H on St. Patrick's Day in 2007. My roommate was dating his cousin. We all met up in the city to party and went from bar to bar. I liked him right away. We finally hung out again in August and he got my phone number. We casually dated for a few months but something finally clicked in February and we were inseparable after Valentine's Day. 4 years later he proposed. 1.5 years later we got married.
We started TTC the month of our 1st anniversary(July) and I got a BFP the week after our anniversary. Unfortunately 3 weeks later I had to have a D&C and we were heartbroken. We were told to wait a cycle before trying again. Longest month of my life! Lucky for us we got our 2nd BFP right away and 9 months later we had our rainbow baby, Gianna
1. We met in 1997 when we were 26 years old. He was finishing his master's and getting certified to teach and I was getting ready to apply to law school. We fell madly in love right away. One year later I moved for law school and he moved with me for the summer and we spent three months together traveling and camping and talking about getting married and having kids. He tried to get his school to let him student teach there and they said no so at the end of the summer he moved back. We did the long distance thing most of my first year before agreeing it was just too hard and breaking up for several months. For the next two years we tried again, broke up, tried again, broke up, countless times before agreeing that we needed to just be friends. We didn't talk for about six month and then did end up being very good friends for the next three years. We came very close to getting back together several times but something always happened to get in the way. We eventually lost touch in 2004. He was always the "what if" guy and in the back of my mind I knew that if we ever found each other again and were both single we would get back together. I wasn't pining for him, I just just knew matter of factly that it was true.
In the spring of 2012 I found him on FB and added him as a friend. He pretty much never used FB at all at that point but just happened to be on it when I added him so he accepted my request immediately and sent me a message asking me to call him. I ran DS1 to preschool and came home and called and we were on the phone for almost four hours. We started talking every day and about a month later he said he wanted to come up to see me (I was in Denver, he was in Santa Fe.) He did. We hadn't actually seen each other in ten years at that point but when he got to my house the feel was more like "What took you so long at the grocery store?" Seriously it was like he'd only been gone for an hour. We immediately started up right where we'd left off. I was house hunting at that time already and soon he just started coming with me to look at everything because it was clear that he was going to end up living in that house too eventually. I bought our current house five months after we got back in touch and moved in with DS1 alone first. One month later he moved up here too. We were in no rush to get married but knew we would. That happened 13 months after he moved here.
2. When we got back together I was 40, about to turn 41. As much as we wanted to have kids together we just didn't think anything about it, given our ages. We just decided to let things happen how they would and never tried to prevent anything. I got pregnant in the spring of 2013 but miscarried on my 42 birthday. After that we knew it was something we both really wanted and were terrified that it was too late. We got through our wedding first and then started working with an RE about our options.
After testing she was very open that our odds were slim to none with my own eggs but she would do whatever we wanted to do. Because we only had enough money to really give it one good shot we decided to skip any attempts with my own and go straight to donor egg IVF because the odds are so much better. Turns out that wasn't as easy an option as it sounds and we had four potential donors rejected after we chose them and numerous others we never even got that far with before we finally found the one. I also had to have a minor surgery. I bypassed another birthday during the process, which was excruciating. Your biological doesn't just tick loudly at that point, the damn alarm rings like there is a four alarm fire. All the time. We almost gave up and walked away from it at one point. Eight and a half months after we started working with our doctor we finally cycled. With a healthy 21 year old donor and DH having excellent test results of his own, we shockingly had horrible fertilization and were told we might not even have anything to transfer (we suspect DH has a genetic fragmentation that ordinary testing wouldn't have picked up). So there was yet another kick in the gut. Longest 5 days of our life. Two of our embryos rallied and made it to transfer and we put both back in, leaving us with no back ups frozen. And that was that. But that was enough! The other embryo didn't stick but we got P out of it and he is perfect.
In the words of the late great Jerry Garcia, what a long strange trip it's been
I love reading these! purple almost choked up a little reading yours! ETA Yep add @jimbobcooter to that too thanks
1) Tell us about your romance! How did you meet your H / W / SO? How did you get together?
I was living and working in the city at the time but my (7.5 year younger) brother was still in high school in my hometown. My mom was a school bus driver. After the first day of school in 2008 I get a phone call, at work, in front of customers, from my mom saying 'Tiff you need to meet brotherbot's new teacher! He is soooo cute and so nice!' I was so embarrassed and told her I can't talk at work. He was my brothers volleyball coach and at their first home tournament I had plans to be at the farm preparing for my parents 25th anni party I planned for them. Another phone call from my mom 'Tiff! You need to pick up some margarine from the city and drop it off at the school! We ran out!'" "mom, the grocery store is 2 blocks away, make a kid run out and get it" "Nope, it needs to be Saskatoon margarine!' "Sigh" So, I went out of my way to stop at a store and take the long way highway home so I could stop at the school just because my mom wanted to introduce us. He was stressed, it was his first ever tournament he was in charge of, and I was stressed, because I wanted to be at the farm setting up. We shook hands and didn't see each other until a couple months later at a local hockey game, I went down with friends, he was playing. We started talking after the game and pretty much have been together since. Mom intuition, I guess! Married July '11, DS was July '13, and then DD obviously June '15 2) What was your journey to parenthood like? Was it long, short, smooth or rough?
We've been really lucky, and have had happily uneventful TTC efforts.
1. I moved to a small town in kindergarten and DH was in my class. He moved away in second grade. We don't remember each other from then. Fast forward to 10th grade. I was dating a different guy (read super loser) and became friends with one of his friends. Super loser dumped me, broke my heart, and started dating my best friend. Super loser's friend and I started hanging out more. He kept telling me I'd be a perfect match for DH. He introduced me to DH and I thought he was super hot but obnoxious. Then I dated another guy from our group. Broke up with him to be single and figure myself out (oh, 11th grade jessila). DH and I started dating 11 days later and have been together ever since. Yep. High school sweethearts. We dated for 4 1/2 years and got engaged when we were 21 and married when we were 22.
We knew we wanted to wait a bit to have kids. I was still in college when we got married and knew I at least wanted to start my masters before kids. I went off birth control in May 2014 and finished grad school July of that year. We stopped trying to prevent in August. I got pregnant in September. It was quite a whirlwind.
I met H freshman year in college. They had accidentally placed a boy to live on my all girls floor and H was friends with that boy. We all hung out and we became fast friends. For him it was love right away, not so much for me, I was busy living it up in college and sowing my oats to even think about a boyfriend. That NYE we kissed at midnight and he drunkingly confessed his feelings. We dated and I figured we would keep it casual and break in off in a couple months. Yay 6 months later we both knew that was it. We were 18 so we kept dating and 6 years later we got married.
We both wanted kids right away and I got off birth control a few months before the wedding. A couple years later, lots of sex, every homeopathic trick, many tests, medicines, procedures and doctors later we were diagnosed with "unexplained infertility" We had a picture perfect IVF cycle in 2012 and I had DD. We did another cycle in 2014 and I got preganant with DS. We decided we are done having kids so 6 beautiful little baby embryos that we had frozen got donated about a month ago
In 2009 I was working as an after-school childcare coordinator and at Target - what every girl who graduates college dreams of doing, I'm sure. I had never had a real boyfriend and I was just really tired of trying to meet guys and going to bars and getting attention for the wrong reasons. I had worked with one girl, M, and even after she quit we remained friends. She had told me about this guy she grew up with who lived in Pittsburgh now, too, and how she thought we'd really be into each other - we had similar senses of humor, similar drive, and a similar "fed-up-ness" with dating. There was one problem - he had cystic fibrosis. I told her I didn't want to be set up with someone, period, and I didn't know if I could handle someone with an illness to boot.
Fast forward to Halloween 2009. I had wanted to go to a bar where the weekend before I had flirted with a cute bartender who invited me and M back for drinks on him. She had made plans with a bunch of coupled-up friends (and her then-BF) to go wine tasting earlier in the day and then they were going to get sushi, and maaaaybe we'd go to the bar afterwards. They invited me to get sushi, so I met up with them. H was there already, dressed as Dr. House from the TV show House (he had on jeans and a blazer and had a cane and a printed mask of him, haha) because he was going to a Halloween party after dinner. Because everyone was already coupled up, we wound up sitting next to each other at dinner. I had no idea he was the friend M had talked about, nor did I have any idea she slyly invited us both to dinner. I just remember feeling all tingly and giddy after leaving, and not from the wine! I went home and told my mom and sister I had met someone who was going to be a huge part of my life. He found me on FB that night and called me three days later after I found out I had passed my graduate school tests (Praxis) - he didn't have my number, that sneak - and asked me out on a date to Olive Garden. He claims he knew I was special when, after our date when we were at Starbucks, he switched his coffee with my tea while I was in the bathroom and I didn't get mad at him. By January, I was living with him 4 days a week and by June I had moved in full time in preparation for grad school (which was closer to his apartment).
Because of H's CF, we knew we'd have challenges. He told me about it straight up when we were pretty early in our relationship. You see, most men with CF are missing the vas deferens, which connects sperm to the semen. After we were married in 2013, I had awesome insurance from my long term sub job. H did a semen analysis and I did genetic testing to see if I had the CF gene. It was confirmed H didn't have sperm in his semen and also I didn't carry the CF gene - woo! We sat on that information for almost a year. In the spring of 2014, after our first anniversary, we decided we wanted to try to have a baby. We went to an introductory meeting with the RE team we wanted to use and held onto all of the information while we tried to figure out how we were going to pay for it. By summer, we had started doing the preliminary tests for IVF. The biggest roadblock I had was the discovery of two fibroids that *could* impede implantation and I decided to not postpone trying to have a baby by having surgery to remove them. H had his sperm extraction surgery in August of 2014 and I started my stim drugs in September 2014. We kept the mantra, "it only takes one" and we wound up with 8 high quality embryos when all was said and done! They chose one to transfer on October 5 and froze the other 7 and less than two weeks later, I found out LO was on her way!
Post by carolyngrace on Jan 20, 2016 20:13:24 GMT -5
1) My husband and I met at a "middle school" themed valentines day party in '08. I was dressed as a crazy teacher in the 80's - Ugly pant suit, ratted hair, horrible makeup. I was drunk. He was dressed in an adorable vest and was obsessed with another girl at the party. I was drunk. I basically followed him around and he still teases me that when he left I yelled across the room and gave a big wave. Like I said, drunk.
We ran into each other through mutual friends a few times and my crush deepened. Eventually, he fell out with the other girl he was dating and started to like me back. He was worried I was too young (I'm only 5 years younger, but was 22 at the time). I had almost given up on him when we finally started hanging out. We fell in love fast! We said "I love you" within a few months and were engaged after a year.
2) When we got married we agreed to wait 3-5 years to try and have kids. After 4 years we agreed to start trying, and it was less than a year later that I got pregnant. I'm SO glad we waited as long as we did, and in retrospect would have waited even longer, but we weren't sure how easy/hard it would be, and we want another one at some point.
Falling asleep here but looking forward to reading everyone's stories in the morning. xo.
Post by periwinkledaydreams on Jan 20, 2016 20:56:59 GMT -5
Okay, here goes.. I had left CT years ago (I thought never to return) and had been living in New Orleans since 2006, and had been living with my now ex since 2008. Things were not good with us at all, but they were the kind of "not good" that you just get used to, and sit around with, and stay sadly put in for far too long. In the early spring of 2013 my brother needed some help with his family back in CT, namely he needed someone to care for his 2.5 year old daughter for the summer. I had a job I could get time off of, and so I said I was leaving for the summer and taking some time away to figure out what I wanted. Well I figured out quickly that I didn't want to be in that relationship anymore, and I wanted to be near my family again. They never thought they'd get me back from New Orleans after my heart was stolen by that city, so I thought I'd start there. Flash forward, I had a LOT of fun being almost 30 and on my own and single for the first time in a long ass time, but that got old fast. Somewhere around Christmas I made an online dating profile, with nothing serious in mind, just interested in going on some dates. I talked to several people on the phone and went on one date that was kinda okay, but I was pretty much "meh" about the whole thing. One day I logged in and saw SOs profile and "favorite" clicked him.. he wrote to me and we ended up chatting and he had my dying laughing, we exchanged phone numbers then talked for weeks before ever going on a date. Our first date was Mother's Day 2014. It was amazing and hilarious and unexpected and thrilling and our entire reltionship has pretty much been that way, a wild ride lol. 1 month later I fell at work and began an awfully ridiculous and cumbersome battle and 4 months later we found out unexpectedly and quite as a surprise (although not shocking) that I was pregnant. My pregnancy as most of you know was not without complication. We had known each other for 1 month when I got hurt at work, and he stood by me and helped me and cared for me like a husband stands by a wife. We had known each other for 5 months when we found out about our baby, and Ive never known love like the love I know in the family I'm building. I know I complain about him a good bit on here but he deserves a good shoutout for all that he's carried my ass through in the past year and a half!
1) DH and I first met in high school, we had the same friends but never really hung out. Being from a small town we were at numerous parties together and he was my saving grace a few times, as getting stuck in the winter was my specialty. We didn't stay in touch after high school but stayed in the same town. I worked in a bar for 3 years after high school so after him and his friends coming in on Halloween we exchanged numbers. Either him or me would call when we were going out and get together for drinks. I never thought he would be the one seeing as I was a promiscuous bar he was a good, nice guy. We started dating 6 months after the first phone call and have been together 8 years now. 2) Our ttc journey was a long 4 years. It took 4 IUI and 1 miscarriage to get our rainbow. Our rainbow was conceived on our Hail Mary IUI before we would have moved on to IUI with injects.
SOOOO many love tits for all of you. Such incredible journeys.
ashbash , you are my hero! What a great thing. erbear , I know a family really well that lost two boys to CF. It was devastating but it's so exciting to see all of the research and new progress they've made!
My story is pretty boring. DH and I met through lavalife because I was in a tiny town and didn't want to date fathers of the students I was teaching. He'd just moved to a neighboring town and we liked each other right away.
We waited until we were married and living in our "forever home" (I hate how cheesy it sounds but we rented and saved a long time before buying our perfect house) then it took us 18 months and acupuncture. That was actually a relief considering DH's brother and his wife had to go through IVF, I had the most ridiculously long, erratic cycles (cue acupuncture) and my mom and grandmother both had more than one miscarriage at various stages of pregnancy.
ETA: Probably the most interesting part of our story was that DH proposed in Ireland and when we left on our trip my ring wasn't ready. He actually proposed and said "before you say anything there are supposed to be emeralds in the ring". The setting was actually damaged and there were no emeralds in the ring that he proposed with because it was ready in time.
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The first picture is my ring as it looked when DH proposed and the second is what it looks like now as well as my lovely claddagh wedding band and DHs Finnish band on our LOs toes. (I hope the total AW doesn't offend anyone)
Post by griffindor24 on Jan 20, 2016 22:05:38 GMT -5
1) DH and I met in high school. His first memory of me is from freshman English class and my first memory of him was from a service project trip to Texas after a hurricane. Neither of us had ever dated anyone before and we both weren't interested in each other but we were good friends. We hang out with the same group of people and he had the biggest crush on one of my friends who already had a bf. Our first "date" was actually that mutual friend inviting us to see a movie and neglecting to tell us that she intended it to be a double date. It worked out well because thats when we both started to like each other. We dated junior year for a few months and then I broke up with him because my best friend had the hugest crush on him and it was effecting our friendship. Stupid idea. She started going after him and I basically said screw the friendship and got back together with him. Those few months we weren't together sucked so bad and I knew he was the one. We have been together ever since. We both went to college and married the summer after my junior year. Which brings us to...
2) During my final semester of college I was working an internship along with having a full load of classes. I started feeling tired and and just weird and I had literally missed ONE birth control pill so I took a test and it was positive. Scariest moment ever but DD is the best thing that ever happened to me. We knew we wanted kids close together so I never went back on BC after she was born and got my positive test for DS a few days after DD's first birthday. We had wanted to have a few years together before having kids but now I'm so grateful and can't imagine it any other way.
Post by billyhorrible on Jan 20, 2016 22:36:09 GMT -5
I met DH my freshman year of college (his junior year). We were in a play together and I thought he was really cute. I was pursuing DH and another guy in the play, and the night of the cast party decided to make my move. The other guy went off with another girl so I ended up kissing DH, who told me I wasn't his type, but didn't stop kissing me. He called and asked me out on a date the next day, and during the date told me he just wanted to be friends. So we were friends. Who spent every day together. For 2 weeks. Then we went our separate way on Spring Break. As soon as he got back to school he came to find me and told me he spent all spring break thinking about me and didn't want to just be friends.
I figured it'd be a fun college fling, since he was graduating in a year and a half. He wanted it to be forever. I told him no promises, and figured I'd keep dating him until something better came along. Something better never came along. After dating for 4 years I realized I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. We were married 2 years later.
We were both kids when we met, with a lot of growing up to do. Even after we were married. I wanted DH to get all his selfishness out of his system before we had kids, because I knew he'd need to put his wants aside for those of the family. So we waited another 5 years to try to get pregnant. And got pregnant on our first try.
We figured we were pro at this "getting pregnant" thing. Neither of us wanted 2 under 2, and we figured I'd get pregnant as soon as we started trying, so we waited until LBB was 2 1/2 This time I didn't get pregnant the first time, or the second, or the third....but after 6 months that second line showed up and here we are.
Hurrah! I'm so glad I started this thread. After I posted it I thought, oh no, what a mistake, I only joined the board ten days ago so no-one will be interested in my story and no-one will reply. Instead, reading all your stories has made L's 3am wake up go by in a flash. I love every single story, from the shortest to the longest. Thank you all!
Post by sunflower77 on Jan 21, 2016 0:00:30 GMT -5
As one of the noobs I think this is great!
1. DH and I met at work. We worked in different departments but it was a fairly small company so our paths crossed on a regular basis. As time went on some minor flirting started on his end but I was young, in love (or so I thought) and naive so didn't even realize it at the time. On his last day there he came to my office to say goodbye and gave me his email address and said keep in touch, around that time we became friends on MySpace and then later on FB. For a few years he'd occasionally send me a message asking how work was (as I am still working there) or happy birthday type messages until the fall of 2010 when he asked how my boyfriend was (i never put much info on FB but enough so it was clear we had split up a few months prior) which lead to more talking and eventually him asking me out on our first date. Five months later I moved in with him, Christmas 2011 we got engaged and then married 6 months later. A kind of cute/funny side story, we come from a fairly small area so we came to discover several joint people we knew and it turns out he actually went to his prom with my prom dress. Not me, just my dress. A family friend had borrowed my old prom dress and that is who he went to prom with.
2. We were excited to start a family and got pregnant around our first anniversary. 6 months after DS was born we decided to NTNP, DD was born 9 months later.
1. 'Met' as 3rd graders/ 8 year olds in the same class. Starting dating at 19, married at 23, babies at 28 & 29.
2. Tried for close to 2 yrs for DD1. Had a surprise pregnancy & subsequent miscarriage during our infertility testing. Did three cycles of IUI's with Clomid and DD1 is the result of lucky #3. DD2, our June '15 baby, was a surprise pregnancy at 6 months postpartum.
Sorry in advance for how long this ended up being! 1. DH and I met online in 2009. I had recently graduated from college, and he was on tour in Iraq. When he started messaging me, I figured it was fine because it wasn't like he had my phone number or anything. We were both from MN and had enough in common that it was easy to find things to talk about. I was similar to purple, and no guy I was interested in was ever interested in me, and I wasn't interested in the ones that were interested in me. Most people I know say I am like a sister to them, so I didn't expect to be anything more than a pen pal to him and assumed that once he returned to the States, he would go back to the life he had left behind. He surprised me by messaging me once he reached the mainland and asking for my phone number. I figured it wouldn't hurt, he was stationed in Texas, so it wasn't like he would be meeting me or anything. A few months later, he texted me and told me that he was coming back to MN on leave for a week and he wanted to meet me. I was very impressed with him and sitting across from him during dinner, I found myself thinking "Wow... I really want to date this guy. It's too bad he'll never want to see me again after this, and I'll just be a friend/sister to him." (I also obviously had some major insecurities about myself at the time.) I didn't even know how a date should end, so I just awkwardly hugged him and forgot to even make sure he knew what road to take to leave town until I was driving myself home. A few months went by, and we were texting and talking on the phone at night almost every day. He was getting ready to leave the Army, and we talked about dating when he came home. I struggled with the idea a little, because he had become my best friend. I was afraid of that friendship changing, until finally I realized that I couldn't imagine going an entire day without talking to him. I literally had to ask myself, "Am I actually completely in love with him and I'm just too stupid to realize it?" The answer was yes. I knew I wanted to marry him after about two weeks of being an "official" couple. I spent a lot of time praying and waiting for him to start talking about our future. I had seen girls pressure guys before on that, and I knew I needed to wait for him to be ready on his own. He was slow (to me) about it, but he got there! We were married eighteen months from the day that he first messaged me online. 2. We weren't planning on a baby for a while yet, but E surprised us! My pregnancy was pretty uneventful, and we welcomed our little boy into our lives just in time to celebrate our third wedding anniversary.
budders, here comes another super match success story... I joined match in summer of 2009 a few months after ending another relationship with the intent of just meeting some new people, going on a few dates, and having fun again. Basically the first person to message me was DH. I wasn't going to go out with him because he was actually kind of terrible on paper, but a friend talked me into it, reminding me that I wasn't actually intending on meeting the love of my life, plus, he was cute. Sooooo, we met for lunch one Sunday, kept talking, went to a local park to go paddle boating. It started down pouring when we were in the middle of the lake (freak Michigan rainstorm), and people around us kept popping open umbrellas. We laughed, and then naturally had to go for a walk to dry off. At the end of the date, we both agreed it was the first best date ever. He moved in about a half year later, proposed Christmas 2010, and we were married in May 2012.
We moved into our house in January 2013, and decided we were going to try for a baby. Almost a year and a half later we made it to the RE and found out DH has low sperm count. We decided to straight to IVF (we're both in our 30's, and knew we wanted more than one kid, so we didn't want to waste time with other treatments, especially given the severity of our specific diagnosis). We too had an amazing IVF cycle and did a single embryo transfer that resulted in DS. We've got 8 little embryos on ice still, one of which will hopefully be a sibling one day for DS, and the rest we are hoping to be able to donate through embryo adoption once we're 100% done.
Post by mrsmonogrammed on Jan 21, 2016 8:39:30 GMT -5
When we were seniors in college, my long time high school best friend brought me to her cousin's (cousin = the bride) wedding as her "date". The wedding was on a Friday and we both went to college together 2 hours away so we just drive back home together for the weekend. DH's cousin was the groom so he was there with his family. It turned out that my HS BFF and DH both went to the same small catholic grade school when they were younger. He came over to our table to say hi to BFF but it was only casual "hey, didn't we go to school together?" small talk because he's 2 years older than we are. Fast forward to waiting in line at the bar when he used his (now famous) "Hey, are those pockets in your dress??" pick-up line. They were pockets:) and we small talked in line for a few minutes. A little bit later a tipsy now-DH came over and asked if he could "buy me a drink". I mean, it was an open bar wedding, but sure. You can "buy" me a drink;) We talked all night and he kept "accidentally" finishing my drinks for me so he would have to go get me another one. We exchanged #'s and I thought I'd never hear from him again because we were 2 hours apart. He called me before I left the parking lot claiming that I hadn't even said goodbye to him (I had, but he was definitely past tipsy at this point;)). We talked for 45 minutes on the phone and every day since then. We met 9/9/11, engaged 11/23/12, married 6/21/14, pregnant 10/2014, and DD was born 6/15/15
Luckily we had a very easy time getting pregnant. I was nervous that my hypothyroidism would make it difficult so we wanted to start trying while we were "young" in case we needed to do IUI or IVF. We actually got pregnant our first try so like billyhorrible we won't try for another until we are absolutely sure we are ready for another. Granted to could take longer next time, but I don't want to chance it!
Post by silv3rlining on Jan 21, 2016 9:14:46 GMT -5
I met DH in April 2010. I was supposed to meet his roommate (kind of like a blind set up) but DH showed up instead. I thought he was a creepy old man (he knows this). He sent me a FB request and I accepted (bc regardless I knew we were going to be involved in the same ministry so we'd end up being friends at least). I messaged him one day because I was bored at work and he responded "hey beautiful." Cue me freaks out (again creepy old man). We started hanging out some (and I viewed him as "just a friend" and had a mutual friend tell him this not once not twice but three times). After the 3rd time he changed how he acted toward me (no longer flirtatious, etc. So I got all pouty bc I liked the attention apparently). In July 2010 I felt like God was telling me to get over myself and that He had placed this person here as an answer to my prayer. DH & I started courting a few days later. In Aug 2010 we told each other we loved each other. Got engaged Dec 2010 and we're married April 2011 (a year to the Saturday we met).
April 2012 stopped BC. I had a "pre-conception" appt in May to discuss if my thyroid would be an issue in conceiving, etc. I got a PCOS diagnosis (which the doctor told us not to expect to get pregnant without intervention) at that point (I had crazy cycles and would go months without anything not on BC) we ended up getting our 1st BFP in Nov 2012 and DS was born in July 2013. We started NTNP May 2014 assuming it would take a while to conceive (no PP AF yet plus didn't know what to expect with the PCOS after pregnancy) and got our BFP September 2014 and DD was born June 2015. So it was easier for us to conceive than we anticipated.
I met DH in February 2006 at Mardi Gras with a friend who was trying to set me up with another guy. The other guy bailed, and she needed to find DH to ask him to be in her wedding. When we finally found him, I was SO drunk. We started talking and then my phone rang. I walked away to take the call and forgot to go back to talk to him. We ended up leaving the apartment he was at to go to a couple more bars (cause that's what I needed at that point). I told my friend that DH was cute, and she told me that I was an idiot because he didn't think I was interested since I walked away to answer the phone. She gave him my number and he called the next day. He was working about 3 hours away, so we talked for a couple of weeks on the phone getting to know eachother. When his work went on Spring Break, we went out on our first date that lasted like 5 hours. We have pretty much been inseparable since. We got married 9/26/09.
We waited a couple of years to start TTC. In March 2011, we started trying, and got our first BFP May 2011. We had our first miscarriage shortly after finding out. I had some weird stuff going on with bloodwork, so we weren't able to start trying again until July. Got another BFP in August 2011 and that resulted in a ruptured ectopic pregnancy and lost tube. We had to wait again to TTC because of a drug they had given me prior to sx and I had to let myself heal. We did a little bit of testing to make sure my remaining tube was OK and then got the green light to TTC again. We got our 3rd BFP March 2012 and DS was born 11/18/12. We waited until he was almost 2 and decided we wanted them no further than 3 years apart, and just in case it took us awhile again, we started TTC. Got our 4th BFP October 2015 and DD arrived 6/24/15 after a relatively routine pregnancy. We are undecided if we are done or want to try for a third.
Post by baytosa2013 on Jan 21, 2016 10:33:56 GMT -5
This is a fun thread!
DH and I met outside a club in Lake Tahoe in 2005 (I was 27 and DH was 31) . I was there for a girls trip and he was with his friends. We ended up drinking together all night, sat out in the snow talking and then hooked up. He was supposed to be a ONS because he lived an hour and a half from me but he kept calling and texting me. We had a rough start with dating because after he came down a few times to my area for work and we hung out I found out he still had an on again off again GF so I broke it off and told him I wasn't interested in being part of that drama. About a year later he text me to say hi and told me that he was single and had been for about 6 months now and still thought about me and wanted to take me out. I was hesitant but my BFF was like why not, a girls gotta eat. So I made him drive to me, took me to dinner and a movie and then drive back home. That New Years (2007) he asked me to be his GF and we went back and forth every weekend for about a year before I finally quit my job and moved up to where he was. We lived together for 4 years and he was taking forever with whether we would ever get engaged and I was ready to walk...I was 33 and wanted a family. He finally proposed after we almost broke up in Oct of 2012 (he'd had the ring he was just a chicken). We moved to TX Dec of 2012, got married Aug 2013, bought a house Dec 2014.
Our journey to parenthood was pretty short. We knew we wanted to buy a house and we started the building process in June of 2014 so we waited and started TTC in August 2014. I went off the pill Dec 2013 since I'd been on it since I was 18 and my Dr. recommended it. I was a few days late in Aug but we didn't get a positive. We tried again in Sept but there was some interruptions that week and so I was sure it didn't happen. I was a few days late again and thought it was just my cycle being weird. It was also my bday and I had been out drinking the night before and we planned to go wine tasting that day. I just felt weird lately and I said you know let me just test before we go...it'll make me feel better to get a negative. I ended up yelling down the hall "we aren't going wine tasting for my bday!".
Post by hannahl201477 on Jan 21, 2016 10:53:43 GMT -5
This is a great thread! I love love. Our "story" has been super fast paced but it's working for us. We both were fresh out of bad relationships. DH had been a 3 year long and mine was a year. I was super depressed and super wild afterwards. A friend who teaches school texted and said would you go on a blind date. I agreed BC I never figured anything would come if it. We didn't know anything about each other not names not nothing. He came and picked me up at my house and while backing out of my driveway hit my garbage cans! Haha. We had a great time but when we got back he took forever to ask for my number and wouldn't even hug me. So I was like well he just asked to be nice. He texted me the next day and we talked ever since. At first I guess I was scared bc he had been in a long relationship and I was nervous of falling for him and it ending the way it did with my ex. He asked me every day to eat with him and I turned him down for a week straight. Then said yes and we have been inseparable since. As weird as it sounds I knew he was who i would marry when he grandfather died. I guess I really saw his heart then. We got married 6 months later in may.
After we got engaged we found out I was pregnant. That's why our wedding was only 4 months after we got engaged. Sadly, a few weeks after we got engaged I had a miscarriage. We were both devastated. I had a lot of doubts then "would he still want to marry me" "will I even be. Able to have kids". After we got married we NTNP and I get pregnant.
Post by holliberry28 on Jan 21, 2016 11:35:50 GMT -5
Yess, my coworker went to the conference room to work, so I get to go here now.
Technically, DH and I met in 2000 when I was 17 and he was 19 when I went with my then BFF to hang out with her childhood friend, who happened to be one of DH's good friends. We hung out a few times that summer before my senior year of high school, as a group but I never really talked much to DH and thought he was a bit of an asshole. After some time, I realized that this one boy I had been talking to through IM (from a local chatroom) since I was about 15 was DH. We definitely thought it was pretty weird that we met by accident through my friend and didn't put two and two together that we had already been talking online.
Anyhow, for the next 8 years, we literally mostly spoke (daily) through IM and met to hang out maybe twice a year at most. We hooked up a few times here and there, but one of us always didn't like the other (and vice versa). Throughout the years, I started to basically talk to him about alllllll the guys that I dated, stupid things I did, my neediness when it came to guys, and insecurities. After basically venting to him about my dating and emotional struggles, he told me that I was the strongest person he knew, because despite of everything that I went through, I still kept trying to better myself. And, that was definitely a turning point in my feelings for him.
In 2008, I just finished my Masters in Speech Pathology, started working in a preschool, moved out of my parent's house, and rented my own studio. DH's same childhood friend of my then BFF was getting married and DH had asked me to be his date for the wedding. Well, I went, got him drunk and took him back to my place. We became official in October 2008, moved in together September 2009, adopted two cats, and got married on 5/6/12.
2. We thought we would TTC maybe 6 months after getting married since we already had been living together for almost 3 years, but a few months after the wedding, DH came down with prostatitis and was in a lot of pain and going to countless different urologists trying to get better. I started having a lot more generalized anxiety at this time, and some health scares, which caused a pretty intense panic disorder the year after. So after a lot of CBT therapy, and medication under a women's reproductive psychiatrist, we started TTC in July 2014. The first cycle was a chemical pregnancy, and I got pregnant with M on our fourth cycle. We are going to TTC # 2 probably when M is b/t 1.5 and 2.5 because we want him to be able to grow up with a sibling that's 2-4 years apart. If it wasn't for that reason, I think we would be one and done because having a baby is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life.
1) Dh and I met in 2005 the night that I broke up with a total douchecanoe. I was 23, he was 29. I had been dating this guy for a little over a year and he was a real piece of work. Well, the night he and I finally split up, my sister told me "you've wasted too many damn tears over this bastard already, we're going out dancing tonight!" I was stoked for girls night out.
Well, we get there and she tells me she had invited a friend to join us, which I didn't think anything of. I thought it was one of the girls. Then she said "Oh, there he is now!" I was PISSED. This was supposed to be a man-hatin' girls night out. No boys allowed. So I meet him and think "damn, he's cute too! And a good dancer. Son of a bitch!" I was a little drunk and not the nicest to him. But he was so damn sweet and caring for me.
Turns out my sister had known him for about a year and kept telling him about me. She told him all about my shitty relationship and how the breakup went down. So he later told me he was just trying to show me that night how I should be treated.
Well, we exchanged numbers but I was not ready for another relationship. So we became best friends, who saw each other 6-7 nights a week. He sat by and watched me whore it up and sow my wild oats for 7 months. Then the night before Thanksgiving we both got really drunk and made out with each other. And have made out with each other every night since then.
We bought a house together in 2013. About 6 months after we bought the house, on Thanksgiving again, he proposed. We got married in May of 2014.
2) We decided we didn't want to wait to TTC. We had been together for almost 10 years at this point. We owned the home. We're both in our 30's. We're both stable in our careers. Why wait. We had 2 BFPs and 2 losses before we got our 3rd BFP in September of 2014. Our double rainbow baby was born in May of 2015.
Post by musicfrk2002 on Jan 21, 2016 13:00:04 GMT -5
We met around September 2008 when we were in the same small group at church. That would've made him 23 and me 24, almost 25. We were both pretty shy, so it took awhile to get things going. We hung out some, but most of the time it was with other friends, so not really a date or anything. Our first official date was valentines day 2009, where we went and saw The Wrestler. I don't remember anything about that movie. We became bf and gf 3 days later, on the 17th. We went through a lot of rough patches, since we are both horrible at communicating our feelings, wants, needs, etc. We ended up taking a trip out to Las Vegas in december 2012, both to visit the city and to visit his family, most of which lives just south of vegas. We also took a day trip to LA to go to a taping for The Price is Right. (Word of advice: don't try to drive to LA, sit through a taping, then drive back in rush hour traffic. Just dont.) We had fun for the most part, but the week started off with me getting a phone call that a really close family friend had suddenly died, so that put a damper on things, then I ended up sick toward the end of our trip, on my birthday. He ended up proposing to me on my birthday in our hotel room. He apparently wanted to do it in front of the bellagio fountains, but didn't want to ask me to walk all the way down there lol. So, we got engaged 12/7/12, then married 9/21/13.
As far as our journey to parenthood, it was fairly short. We didn't want to start trying for a baby right away, but also didn't want to wait too long. We were 28 and 29 almost 30 when we were married. I think we started talking more about it in may or June 2014. H always had, uh, "issues" during sex where he doesn't finish. So, we were never on birth control or used condoms, it was just whatever happens, happens. I started paying attention to my cycles a little bit, and we thought we may have conceived the end of august. My period was 2 days late, but then showed up. We were flying back to Vegas the end of september/beginning of October, so while I was a little down about not being pregnant, it meant I could drink. We ended up conceiving on that trip (thank you, Mandalay Bay) and J was born 6/8/15 a few weeks early due to my medical issues.
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