A Pregnancy Story

The following is something I wrote out months ago and I am itching to put in on the blog today...

The background: After trying to get pregnant with Elsie and having the little beauty, there came a time when we had to stop and think about when we would want to have the second little one come along. We had a talk and ultimately decided that we really did not want to get pregnant before January 2012. After that we were pretty casual. In my mind, I thought we would start trying in mid June and I was thinking it might happen some time over the summer. We continued to be somewhat cautious about the whole thing but then Stacy's bachelorette party and wedding timeframe came along and I thought I should try just a smidgen bit harder on NOT getting pregnant. They always say things happen when you least expect them.

The morning of Stacy's bachelorette party, I knew I wasn't pregnant but wanted the physical proof before drinking that night. I did decide to go get a pregnancy test that afternoon to make sure I was in the clear and just as I'd expected, it came back negative. I proceeded to have 4-5 drinks through the course of the evening. :( Throughout the following week I waited for my period to come. Suddenly two nights in a row I had to get up to go to the bathroom. That never happens. And one of the nights I had gone right before I went to bed. I realized it was a pregnancy symptom and I got this anxious feeling inside. I told Matthew about it and he immediately thought I was pregnant. I kept denying it.

That Sunday, April 1, (a week after the party), I woke up very early feeling very anxious. I knew I had to get up and take a test and that I would get a definite answer. I snuck into the bathroom and took the 2nd test from the box I had bought the week prior. Right away, the paper turned colors so I knew it was working but the lines didn't show up as instantly so I put the test on the counter and took a deep breath before looking back. Then I turned my head to look and saw this....

....that was followed by a very long string of whispered "oh my God"s with my hands over my mouth. I was likely more shocked than I'd ever been in my life. I'm still settling from the shock of it. I then went into the bedroom and Matthew stirred awake asking me to check on Elsie. I wasn't going to wake him up initially but since he was half awake, I came back and said, "Are you awake?" He said yeah. Not being able to say the words "I'm pregnant" I told him, "I took a test and it was..." then I made a positive sign with my fingers. He was excited. I can't remember the words that follwed in our conversation but I know that I said "Oh my God" a gazillion more times and Matthew said things about feeling like it was very meant to be and being so happy about it. Eventually Elsie woke up but she wasn't outrageously happy about the news...
I've gotten used to the idea of a baby growing inside of me and was finally able to call to make a doctor appointment today. Now I have a mixture of pure excitement with a little bit of nervousness thrown in that something bad could happen to this pregnancy in the following weeks. I am also still a bit nervous for the chaos that will ensue when the baby actually comes, which is why I was so anxious to begin with. But I know our little family is ready to grow even bigger with love!


..............Back to the present, I am now close to being 16 weeks pregnant and very very excited for this little bug to join our family! We will find out in about a month if it is a him or a her. I usually feel like it is a girl but I did have a dream last night that it was a boy. Matthew guesses differently depending on the day but usually says boy. Here is a pregnancy shot from Father's Day last week...just kidding I haven't uploaded that to the computer yet so I will have to do that later.