12 weeks

Hitting the 12 week mark felt good. Every day/week that goes by, I feel more confident and excited. I'm not going to lie though, I took my first pregnancy for granted (at least a little bit). I hardly ever worried if something was wrong or would happen. This time, I'm still shell shocked. I'm so grateful and so hopeful for beating the POF odds but I'm definitely guarded. I daydream and think about the baby and my son as a brother then quickly snap back and lock up the emotions. Maybe not the healthiest mental exercise...Like I said, daily lessons on who's in control.

After discussing with my OB, I elected to take the Harmony blood test which predicts the risk of Down Syndrome and other genetic conditions--trisomy 13 and 18. That's the stressful part of the test. The good part is it also checks the XY chromosomes, so you get to find out the baby's sex early. Obviously with doubts of "good eggs" ringing in my ears, I was a little anxious after I had my blood drawn. Oh yeah, and the fact that you have to wait 10+ days for the results.

The day before Thanksgiving I called my OB office like I had done for the last three days and asked if my results were in by chance. They were! Cue the heart palpitations. The sweet nurse did a dramatic pause and said, "You're having a...girl." I was literally speechless. She asked if I was still on the line. My husband predicts baby gender with amazing accuracy and he had been telling me for weeks it was another boy. I didn't care what we had but I was completely shocked to hear girl. I even asked her to double check if she had pulled up the right account.

The nurse was already wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving when I reminded her of the real reason we ordered the test. She shared great results--extremely low chance of abnormality. It was a fun Thanksgiving the next day sharing the good news and surprising our family with pink baby booties.