Oh it's going to be a good life!

Exactly one year ago today Scott and I received the exciting news that we were going to be parents.  Our road to becoming parents was not exactly easy and a little less traditional than most.  We had been trying to conceive on our own for a year before we went to get a little assistance.  After every test you can think of nothing was very conclusive and we had what were called "soft results." It basically meant that it was a partially me and partially Scott as the problem but nothing definitive.  After 2 failed IUIs and 5 months worth of treatment at our regular doc we knew it was time to get help from the big guns.  We took our medications to the next level which did not go exactly as planned.  At first it worked too well which meant no baby followed by a month of residual effects and still a no go for baby.  Finally, last March everything was in line and it was time to try another IUI.  I guess you could say the 3rd time's the charm!  On April 5th I had to go to the doc for a pregnancy test and they would tell me whether I was expecting or not.  Scott and I could have done one at home on our own but after months of disappointment we didn't want another negative test only for me to still have to have my blood drawn.  So we waited for the blood draw instead.  When I walked out of the office that morning and got into my car the song "Good Life" by OneRepublic was on the radio and I took it as a sign.  A good sign.  That this time it worked.  I just had a feeling that this would be it.  A couple of hours later I was able to check my voicemail once my first graders went to lunch.  My heart was beating out of my chest when I saw the missed call and message.  As I listened it was the nurse congratulating me to let me know we were going to be parents.  I ran to find my co-teacher Nicole (she was just one member of my super supportive 1st grade team!) to have her listen to the message and share in the good news!  Of course I called Scott immediately after that to tell him that our little baby was on the way.  Even though I am not the most religious person on the block I can't help but think that all of the times it didn't work just meant the timing wasn't right yet.  Edison was the baby meant for us and we just had to be patient.  Our lives have been forever changed since that phone call one year ago today and ever since his arrival in December this truly has been the "Good Life."