Big Things, and Little Things

So I just woke up from a 3 hour nap (that seems to be the trend now adays) and thought I'd update our little blog. :) Quenton just had his ring ceremony today (Electrical Engineering) and is officially underemployed. That's ok because he's on the prowl for a job, and we've been so blessed with the things that we've needed so far that I have no doubts that he'll find one. :) I have to say that I am SOOO proud of him! He has been so dedicated and diligent in doing this not only for himself, but for our family, and I am so grateful for that. :)
It's been a busy couple of weeks here for us. First, after going to the doctor for blood tests (she wanted to make sure we weren't pregnant before starting me on medication), we found out on Remembrance Day that I actually AM pregnant (about 6 weeks at that time) and that I needed to see her to start prenatal visits and so on. OH MY GOODNESS!!!! Yup, that was my reaction. I first cried after getting off the phone, just because we were not expecting this at all. We were both so happy! So, of course, we called the family and told them the happy news. We were debating when to tell everyone else, so it was just recently that we actually did. We're so thankful for the well wishes. :) :)
Then, Wednesday came and I noticed that I was bleeding a bit. I called Quenton, my mom, my doctor, my friend (another doctor), and another friend, and then I just waited for Q to come home. We went to see my doctor that morning and things sounded on the "ok" side. She sent me for blood tests that day and again Friday, and I have an ultrasound on Tuesday. It's been 4 days now, and I'm still spotting a bit, but I had my friends' husbands come over to give me a blessing, and we were reassured that everything was going to be ok and that this baby was going to be healthy. I know that everything will be fine, but I'm still a little anxious for our results. Again, we're grateful for all the well wishes and positive thoughts. :)
I have to say, I never really felt a connection with this baby until I thought that I might lose him. Quent and I have had long talks these last few days, and he continues to assure me that things are going to be ok. I know that we've been blessed with this precious little one, and I can't wait to see this pregnancy through to the end to meet him/her. :)

Here we go....

So, I was just reading a friend's blog, and realized that I'm not the only one feeling frustration and feeling being held back. I know that things happen for a reason, and when the Lord intends them to happen, but I guess when I'm trying to do smething right, not having the results makes me feel like I'm missing something.
I think it's interesting that I'm told probably a billion times that for normal couples it can take up to a year to get pregnant. Ok, I get that. Things take time. But for me, it's a little more frustrating. I have polycystic ovarian syndrome which makes the process a little more challenging. We were hoping that the test would have had a little "+" sign this last month, but of course it did not. So, it wasn't the fact that we weren't pregnant that got me stressed, but it was knowing that this month there have been a few indications that my body wasn't giong to cooperate with me. This just made me realize that even though we were hoping that we could maybe avoid the medications and other things that are down the difficult path, I now see that we've already started down that path. So, now we wait for tests to come back and let us know what the next step is. After long talks and prayers, we both feel confident that things will work out for the best in the end, and that no matter what happens, at least until the test shows that little "+" sign, we have so much time to be spending together, enjoying life as a newly married couple, and that we will be blessed someday.
Life really is good, even when it's not going the way I expect it or want it to go. I think that we're finally ready for whatever happens, and that feels good.