Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Blog Hop: Fact vs Fiction Post #2


Once again, I’m double booked. Eeks! Today I have IWSG and the Fact or Fiction blog hop. Unfortunately, I didn’t get my IWSG post done, so I’ll meet you all back for that in October where my post will most certainly discuss why I must train myself to be exactly like Tina Fey.

Recap: on Monday, I shared that I was a statistical anomaly because I married the hot groomsman I met at a wedding – something only 3% of married couples can claim.

Today, I’ll share how I’m once again a statistical anomaly because I gave birth to Baby Boy #2 on his actual due date. Less than 5% of babies can claim that.

Statistical Anomaly Post #2: Fact or Fiction?
My hubby, aka the “hot groomsman,” and I eventually decided to start a family. Though it took longer than expected to get pregnant, we were eventually blessed with a 4lb beautiful baby boy born at 32 weeks gestation. After a rough start to life, our adorable, little fighter soon began to thrive, and we discussed having another child. Only this time getting pregnant took longer. We saw a specialist who unexpectedly told me I had a less than 10% chance of ever getting pregnant again. According to him, it was a near miracle that I’d been pregnant once already. He promised to do whatever he could to get me pregnant again, but didn’t want to give me false hope. Naturally, I was devastated and we prepared for a long, bumpy, emotional road ahead.

A week and a half later, my grandfather, called his seven sons and daughters to tell them he was dying. He just “felt” it. He told them it wouldn’t be that night, but it would be soon. When I heard the news, I cried for the 682nd time that week and was emotionally drained, spent, done. But at the end of that evening, for whatever reason, I knew I was pregnant – just like my grandfather knew he was about to die. There was absolutely no reason I should’ve been pregnant. I’d just had a specialist tell me it was near impossible for me to get pregnant again. Yet my gut told me, by some miracle, I was. Sure enough, the following week I discovered I was pregnant with Baby Boy #2.

Like Baby Boy #1, I had a million different statistics thrown at me about everything that could go wrong in my pregnancy – none of which ended up affecting my pregnancy. My biggest concern became having another preemie. My due date was in August, something we never expected to see. Yet, June came and went. July came and went. August came around, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I was fat, exhausted, not sleeping at night, and thrilled to be so pregnant.

I had strong labor-like Braxton Hicks for five weeks leading up to pregnancy, but didn’t go into labor until the night before my due date with Baby Boy #2 safely delivered the next day. We’d become a statistical minority yet again – especially crazy considering we’d anticipated another preemie baby in June.

So, fact vs fiction: 
Did I meet my hubby choose me over the pageant queen in a love at first sight whirlwind encounter at a wedding? Less than 3% chance of this being true…probably way less than that if you factor in the pageant queen part…

Or did I get pregnant with a less than 10% chance and have a beautiful baby boy on his actual due date? Less than 5% chance of this being true….

I know….mind blowing…so hard for you to decide…did I mention I suck at this game because I’m not the crazy, cool, adventurous type? Thank God I have statistics to make me totally unpredictable… 

18 comments:

  1. I love when things defy the odds. It shows that no matter how smart we think we are or how much we think we've mastered that miracles do exist--unexplainable and lovely.

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  2. Unexplained miracles are the best gifts from above. Now I have to go back and read Monday's anomaly before I decide. I also overbooked myself today. I have this bloghop, IWSG, and GUTGAA and that doesn't even include work, kids and writing. I am plying catch up write now on my lunch break by reading other bloggers' post and I still have not posted my own. Yikes.

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  3. I'm gonna guess the first one is true...the wedding love at first sight, and this one is false.

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  4. Hmmm... I could do a little investigating to see if there is anything "out there" about you, but I'm going with my gut. This one is false, how you met hubby is true.

    And give yourself a break woman... you just had a baby! :-)

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  5. i like this one for true. i know many women with beat the odds stories, either way i like that they are both happy endings!

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  6. Oh, this is hard! I'm going to say true for this one. :)

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  7. I'm guessing the first one is false, and this one is true. :)

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  8. I'm going to say this one is true and the first one is false. Altho I want them BOTH to be true. They are such great stories!!!

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  9. Wow, this is hard. I already voted that #1 was true. I'm going to say this one is mostly true, but that he wasn't born on your due date, but the next day or something. I want them both to be true. I love the story about your grandpa and knowing you were pregnant. Sometimes you just know these things. Either way, this is a really hard one to decide. You're a good liar, either way!

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  10. I will go ahead and say baby boy #2 story is Fact. I hope it is because it is so inspirational. Both stories are great.

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  11. They are both wonderful stories. Very difficult to say!
    Hubby-met-you-at-wedding-and-ignored-pageant-queen is FACT!
    Less-than-10%-chance-pregnancy-giving-rise-to-beautiful-baby-boy-arriving-on-his-actual-due-date is FICTION!

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  12. I'm saying this one's a fact and the hubby one is false. Two great stories...you must be a writer:)

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  13. Oh, wow, this is SO HARD. I want the romantic first story to be true because it's SO romantic. HOWEVER, I know at least part of this 2nd story is true.

    I think the first story is TRUE and this one is only partly true, which still makes it a lie.

    *wipes sweat off brow*

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  14. Okay, because I was told I couldn't have children and then I had FOUR, I'm going with story #2 being the truth. I hope it is!

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  15. It's so hard to decide, I want both stories to be true. If I had to pick...I guess I'll go this one true and the first one false.

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  16. Just popping in from GUTGAA and I had to say two things: 1. in another life, I think we would be friends. 2. I'm calling BS on the water... the way I read your blog, I have to say I think you are a java junkie... the writing is SOOO high energy, or it could be the newborn-induced sleep deprivation.

    Love your blog and look forward to reading more!

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