Like Winning The Lottery

Do you ever have that feeling like, I'm so lucky, I could probably win the lottery.  I actually think that a lot. I live in Idaho.  Its legal to play the lotto here.  I should really purchase some tickets.

On January 1st I was supposed to get my period.  I'm sorry if this is too much information for you, but I'm a woman, its something that women deal with, and I'm not ashamed.  Anyway, my periods are like clockwork.  The first of  every month.  Always.  January 1st came and went.  No period.  I didn't fret.  No big deal.

A week went by, still no period.  Scott joked that I was pregnant.  I spoke with my mom on the phone.  She joked that I was pregnant. I shrugged them both off.  "I'm not pregnant!"  I said, with complete certainty. "I have an IUD, its 99.9% effective.  Its from stress, or a side effect of the IUD.  No big deal."  I didn't give it a second thought. 2 more days went by. Still nothing.  ***Ps..An IUD is an intrauterine device, to prevent pregnancy, mine is made of copper and contains no hormones. Just in case you're confused.

 Is it a side effect of the IUD?  I secretly thought to myself.  I had done my research on it before, I didn't remember seeing Missing a period as a side effect of the brand of IUD I got (The Paragard, in case you're curious).  I decided to look it up on the internet.  It wasn't a side effect.  I started to worry.  I typed Pregnant with Paragard into the google search engine.  A bunch of forums came up.  I began to read, and nearly lost my dinner.  Lots of women had gotten pregnant with the exact same IUD that I currently had in place.  Fear settled into the pit of my stomach.  Have I just been going through denial?  I felt sick.  I sent Scott off to the store to pick up a pregnancy test. I barely slept that night.

January 10th.  My period was officially 10 days late.  I peed on a stick first thing in the morning. I knew with certainty that it would come up negative, but a steaming cloud of fear was starting to fog over my mind. The plus sign appeared before I could even pull my pants up.


Pregnant.

I started shaking. "Crap!" I said to Scott (I'm not lying, I didn't swear.  You'd think I would have, because I've been known to do so, but I really said crap, weird right?).  I started chanting This can't be happening! in my head over and over.  Scott, smiling like a school boy, asked if I was still going to love him, and wrapped me in a warm hug.  I held back tears.  Echo is just 8 months old.  Dexter is a nightmare at times.  Ivy is supposed to have surgery this summer.  I can't be pregnant.

And yet.  I am.

Apparently when I dreamed last week that my mom was pregnant, it wasn't just totally random and weird.  I think my body was trying to drop some hints.  I was just in too much denial to notice.

99.9 PERCENT!  That's what the Paragard website says. Somehow I made it into the .1 percent bracket?  This feels familiar.  Like Ivy's rare heart condition, and the rare liver thing I had while pregnant with Echo.  Apparently if its rare, its going to happen to us.  The odds are in our favor.  (We better win that HGTV Dream Home Sweepstakes!) I was such a glowing advertisement for my IUD.  I told all my friends about it.  I told them how totally great it was.  I loved my IUD. How could it betray me like this?!

The freaking out began immediately.  Well actually not immediately.  I was in a state of shock.  I managed to get the kids and myself dressed.  Carted Corbin off to School, and Scott off to work.  Then drove over to Ivy's dentist appointment.  I called my OB's office from the parking lot.  I couldn't wait any longer.  We set up an appointment for that afternoon.  I would need an ultrasound to see if the IUD was still in or if it had somehow come out. I was shaking again when I hung up the phone.

I feel like I was in a fog for the rest of the day. I couldn't believe it.  I was embarrassed sitting in the waiting room of the OB's office.  People kept looking at me with my 8 month old baby and my 3 year old daughter who appears to be 2 years old.  I know what they were thinking.  What is that lady thinking having a baby again so soon?  I'm not on 16 and pregnant with a loser boyfriend who is just too lazy to use a condom.  I'm a grown woman in a stable, loving relationship.  I know how it works.  I took measures to prevent pregnancy.  I started to wish this experience on them for judging me, until I realized I was actually judging them, and they were probably watching us because Ivy is freaking adorable and kept doing this ridiculous dance while holding her shirt up and playing the drums on her tummy.  I'm such a jerk.

I felt sick to my stomach during the ultrasound, and it wasn't morning sickness!   They showed me where the IUD was, and where it was supposed to be.  It didn't make any sense (still doesn't).  Somehow my IUD moved to the right wall of my uterus and is barely hooked on by a tip.  The rest of it is just floating in my abdomen.  WHAT! THE! CRAP?!  How did it do this.  Do physics allow such a thing?  Its seriously the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.  Did it grow legs and walk there?  Because that's the only way I can imagine that it moved that much.

Doctor provided drawing of where the IUD is located.  Sorry its hard to see.  It is written on a paper towel.

Anyway, having an IUD while pregnant has some risks, of course.  The biggest is miscarriage, but they can't remove it right now without hurting the baby.  So it shall continue to float around in outer space (otherwise known as my abdomen) until after I either miscarry or have they baby.  Magic is there tool of trade for removal, just kidding, it'll be with laproscopic surgery. At the same time they remove it they said they could do a tubal ligation (tie my tubes).  This is an option I've never really considered before, but after this experience is looking pretty darn good! I'm still thinking about it.

I know how this happened. (Duh, Scott and I like each other a little too much!).  No, what I mean is, I know why this happened.  Heavenly Father heard my mind thinking that 2 boys and 2 girls was perfect.  We don't need a 5th child.  And he said, "Nope, you have a 5th one up here, and I'm sending him/her now before you can completely change your mind."

I'm seriously still a little frazzled by this whole thing, and I have some fear of having a miscarriage, but I know that Heavenly Father would not send me a challenge that I cannot handle.  I can do this.  I am happy and blessed that I even have the ability to have children (when I was told at age 12 that I couldn't).  I just didn't think I'd have so many, so quick.  Apparently Scott and I are the two most fertile people on earth!  (Either that or Scott is freaking Superman or something)

Ps.. People keep asking me if I had any indication that the IUD had moved.  No, I didn't.  I had no pain, or cramps or flutterings in my tummy, and I didn't hear it hailing a cab.  Nothing.  It just snuck off one night when no one was looking.