How did this happen?

Ok, ok. I'll spare you the details of the birds and the bees. But really... Many of you may be wondering if this was planned or a pleasant surprise and how it all happened (I mean finding out). First off, this was planned. Zach and I decided to start trying a few years ago (2-3?). We weren't so much trying as we were just seeing what would happen. A year went by and nothing. We both had a change of heart as I decided to go back and finish my bachelor's degree and decided to wait. As friends of mine started getting pregnant and having babies on "accident" or within a few months of trying, I began to wonder why that hadn't happened for us during that year. I then decided to search for an OB that could answer my questions and find out if anything may be wrong. Soon after, I was diagnosed with poly cystic ovarian syndrome. Now we weren't 100% positive that that was what prevented a pregnancy during that year but it was a strong possibility. Meanwhile we tried to find other causes. A year went by and after much thought we decided to start trying again. We knew that it was a possibility that I would have a hard time getting pregnant and we didn't want to waste anymore time. So in December of 2006, Zach and I officially started trying. My OB wanted us to just try naturally for the first six months. Still nothing. Then my OB thought that getting me back on birth control for a few months may regulate my cycle and thus making it easier once I came off to get pregnant. After three months on birth control, we tried again for six more months. Still nothing. At this point my doctor decided that a light fertility treatment may be in order. He prescribed Clomid for me and I started right away. I did the research on Clomid and found that in rare cases it could cause multiple births (ever seen Jon and Kate Plus 8)? However, the chances of having multiples were so small. I also found that most people on a Clomid dosage could expect it to work within 3-4 months and that if nothing happened within six months it was recommended that the woman seek other fertility treatments as prolonged use of Clomid can cause ovarian cysts. I was on my fifth month of Clomid with still no luck. A few things happened that month. First, I decided to truly give it up to God. I felt that ultimately he knew the big picture and that whatever happened was on his time not mine. Second, I took control of the medical situation and demanded that my doctor test Zach (to find out if he was the deficient one :0), that he do more blood work on me to see if everything looked ok, and that he raise my dosage of clomid the sixth month. After finding out that Zach wasn't the problem, my doctor agreed to my other demands. The sixth month came and I knew it was my last shot before resorting to more costly and invasive infertility treatments. Talk about pressure! This month was loaded with other preoccupations. It was my birthday, we were planning a trip to Branson, MO for Zach's grandmother's 70th birthday, and it was also the month of our fifth year anniversary. It truly was amazing, I had a nagging feeling that this would be the month. AND IT WAS! Hallelujah!

On June 2, 2008 after have a week of minor pregnancy symptoms I took an at home test. Immediately the plus started showing up and I knew. We still waited the prescribed 2 minutes to view the results but I was sure this was the real thing. Zach still insisted on reading the entire pamphlet that came with the test after we read the results (as if we misread the positive sign). He just couldn't believe it. We both were so excited and yet scared at the same time. I thank God everyday for this little life growing inside of me.