finally 2 lines!

It was official. The definition of infertlity is clearly stated as "unsuccessful conception after an entire year of unprotected intercourse: I was technically "infertile". After a year of fertility drugs and painful (and quite embarressing) tests..I was left with nothing to show for. So there I lay in the dark on the bed in our guest room...I just wanted to be alone (yet I wanted my husband to come in and hold me--that would prove difficult for him tho as I ripped his head off anytime he came near me, stupid clomid)..so I just laid there, crying until I fell asleep. Nobody knew how hurt I was or how confused I was, I don't think anybody even knew we were "trying". I thought for a long time about what the next step should be, and I decided I couldn't just wait...I had to go on with me life. So I quite my job at Dillard's where I worked as a makeup artist and decided to get my degree in elementary ed. I had turned in my application and only had one more set of transcripts to turn in when it happened. I couldn't believe it! I sat there staring at this little white stick. I had seen so many before, staring me in the face with a stark whiteness...but this one wasn't blank...I saw it...there were 2 lines!!! I was shaking as I tried to go back to bed without waking my husband (that didn't last long). I shook him a little and said "sweetie..I'm pregnant!"...he (still sleeping I'm sure) rolled over a little and said "that's great! I had a dream you were pregnant..." then he promptly rolled back over and fell back asleep. ...and now the panic set in. I didn't want to lose this precious miracle that I had waited what seemed like an eternity for. I was so careful to eat right and I didn't excersice (or really clean for that matter...ya know--chemicals , hehe). I prayed everynight that everything would be okay. I couldn't help but be excited. I looked at all of the maternity websites...I even started looking at different ways to decorate the nursery. Every night I went to bed happy knowing that I was preggers and every morning when Joel kissed me goodbye, I would wake up just a little and smile-overwhelmed with happiness.