So - if you know Matt and I, you know that we have been working on expanding our family (and I don't mean a 4th puppy) since October. We have not had anything to stress about really, just the anxiety of the whole process and becoming a parent in general. So recently, we had decided to stop putting a lot of pressure on the whole thing, as work and school had us tired and stressed and there is no reason to hurry....
Well - I bet you can guess what's coming...
We had gone to The Shack (the Cajun restaurant, not the store) with our friends Jimmy and Jackie and when we were almost done with dinner, I had like a hard pinch on my left side, like I was ovulating. I knew that I wasn't, and the pain persisted through the rest of the evening and I tossed and turned all night. I've now decided that the poppyseed sized baby didn't like the Sam Adams I was drinking...but I digress :)
On the way home from dinner, I stared googling what I was feeling, and telling Matt I think I could be preggo - he laughed and knew I would start taking tests a week too earlier and be disappointed when no little line showed up. I didn't think about it much more until I went to the store and decided to buy a test and give it a go.
Now - 7 days before my missed period - and in the middle of the day, I took the test. And the faintest, like eyes playing tricks on me line showed up. I had daydreamed about how I would tell Matt, getting him a teeny tiny jersey or something, but I just walked into the living room, smiled, and said (insert confused/shocked/excited tone) "come here."
His first words were "where can I touch it?". Ha!!! And then he said "yeah, there's a line" like it was the most normal thing he had ever seen. Must be the nurse part of him :) I start laughing and tears came to my eyes, while Matt goes to get the flashlight. We examined the test for another 10 minutes under various lights, and we decided to not get too excited but to take another test the next day.
So 4 am roles around, and I let the dogs out and take another test (yep, I'm crazy). I see a line, later that morning Matt does not. I make an appointment anyway for April 25th and find out my due date is December 4th or 5th! I buy several more tests on my way home, and now the pink line has appeared and I am officially excited...the scared thought about being a parent has not entered my mind, but I'm sure it will at some point soon.
So now it is a week later, and 5 tests confirm with blue and pink lines that we are in fact pregnant! I've decided that I will officially cool it with the tests (one a week sounds reasonable) until our first appointment. Tomorrow will be the day that I miss my period, so I am really nervous about that - I know that I will feel better when it doesn't arrive, so until then I will be cautiously optimistic that the little poppyseed is growing like it should.
So far - only one real symptom and holy crap it is so real - I am nauseous all. the. time. Like lost 4 or 5 pounds since finding out, lucky I haven't thrown up after every meal, afraid to eat nauseous. All day. But, I figure as long as I am nauseous, that is a good sign of a growing baby. I am also really tired, but I think that has more to do with my schedule in general than pregnancy, but we'll see how it gets over the coming weeks.
We've decided to tell our families when they are here for graduation at the end of April, but I think I will tell our moms at 6 weeks - moms deserve to be in on the secret :) We'll probably tell a few close friends after we tell our family, just depending on if we can continue to hide it. I've already had to dodge the question twice in the two days due to social situations and the absence of a beer in my hand, so we may just lie low until we are ready to spill the beans.
In the meantime, I'll be reading my pregnancy books and scoping out baby gear...and trying to keep the big secret. I am so excited and can't wait to be a parent with Matt!!!!!!
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