In July 2010, after Mallory was born, I got an IUD. Everything was fine and dandy. Then in July 2011, I got an MRI because my knee was bothering me. When you get an MRI, they make you take off all your jewelry because MRI = magnetic blah blah. After it started, I buzzed the lady in the booth and told her I had an IUD, I thought of this because I could feel something weird in my lady bits. She said it was no problem.
Two weeks later I started my period, and I bled, and bled, and bled, for two months. Finally, the doc decided we should take out my IUD. On September 14, it was removed. three days later I finally stopped bleeding. Then I put it all together, the MRI and everything. September 29, I took a pregnancy test, because I just didn't feel right, it came back negative. My friend Jane reminded me that some times it's too early and I should take another one in a couple weeks. I'm really glad she said this, because I didn't think about that at all. October 8...
So, now I'm pregnant. And I am freaking out because I am totally not ready for this, again.
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