Ten days ago, I found out that I was possibly pregnant. Nine days ago, it was confirmed. A half hour after it was confirmed, I was telling my Mom, and at that moment, I knew our lives would never be the same!
It was 5:00 am on a Wednesday morning. I was on day four of having the usual symptoms of my "time of the month" being just around the corner. As I reached for a new roll of toilet paper, still in a hazy daze of sleep, I saw an extra pregnancy test lying just in arms reach. Searching for peace of mind that I would truly "start", I opened the package and took the test. As the test started to process, I saw the abnormal sight of two lines that indicated a positive test - II - instead of usual - I. This wasn't the first time I had taken a pregnancy test, but was the first positive sign I'd ever seen. I ran into the bedroom and woke Joey from the same slumber that I was in minutes before. Our reaction was similar: shocked, skeptical, excited and scared!
I had to rush to get to work, but those two little lines - II - were the only thing I could think about all day. I kept trying to convince myself that one test may not be accurate enough to know for sure. To be completely honest, the convincing was due in part not because I'd be upset if it were true, but because I didn't want to get my hopes up. Although it may not be the ideal time to be expecting, my heart would be overjoyed it if were true.
As soon as I got home, I took another test. II. It was positive. Still skeptical, I knew I had to get a blood test, fast, since my Mom was flying in the next day. I managed to get this done the afternoon of my Mom's arrival, and I remember asking the nurse how long it would take to get the results. Her answer was that I would get a call the next day. Instead, I got the call on the way to the airport to pick up my Mom. She had barely sat down in the car before the words spilled out of my mouth. "I'm pregnant!"
I've known for nine days now, and every time I think about it, I get butterflies.
I'm trying my best to savor every minute, but can't seem to stop anticipating the actual birth day. Each time I tell someone important in my life, the response is unreal. We feel so much encouragement and love from family and friends. Ideally, we would've waited until after the first doctor's appointment, but Joey and I are such open people that we couldn't keep it in.
We hope that you join us in our journey of welcoming this little one into our family!
