That's right, we're having a baby. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still don't believe it, but regardless, we're crazy giddy right now.
I have only been off the pill for a month, and we never expected it to happen this fast. I thought it might take several months for my body to get rid of all those contraceptive hormones, and even then, I've always been a little paranoid that I might have the same trouble conceiving my mom had with me (they were almost to the point of adoption when I finally decided to show up).
We had bought several Dollar Store pregnancy tests with the idea that whenever there might be the opportunity for me to drink, I'd take a test to make sure I was in the clear. I had taken one last Tuesday that came up negative, as I expected it to. So, on Saturday (August 25), Buc and Chris were coming out to visit, and there was definitely the possibility of imbibing, so I thought I'd take another test just to confirm what I already knew, that I wasn't pregnant. I mean, I had(have) the typical PMS sore boobies, and my period being 2 days late didn't phase me, since last time I stopped taking the pill, my periods got all wacky.
So, while my Pirate's Eye was cooking on the stove, I called Tony back to check the test with me, because we do all that kinda crap together. Therefore, it was at the same time we noticed there were not one, but 2 pink lines on that $1 test. I burst into nervous giggles, and Tony insisted I take another test (which I was going to anyway). And for the first time in my life, I didn't need to pee. "Go now! Go now!" "I can't go when you yell at me!!!!"
A chugged cup of water and 3 minutes later, that second little test had the same 2 pink lines.
Two dollars worth of pregnancy tests weren't enough to convince me I was preggo, so we decided to go to Target to get a pricey, digital read-out kind. Between the tears and hugs, we somehow managed to make it there and home, while I chugged another bottle of water. Approximately the only thing my mind was able to produce at that point was a constant string of "Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap..."
And, of course, that third test said the same as the first 2. But a little more clearly and real-instead of 2 pink lines, it said, simply, "Pregnant."
To be continued it Part 2, the Announcing. (All of a sudden, as is very common these days, I'm very, very tired.)
I have only been off the pill for a month, and we never expected it to happen this fast. I thought it might take several months for my body to get rid of all those contraceptive hormones, and even then, I've always been a little paranoid that I might have the same trouble conceiving my mom had with me (they were almost to the point of adoption when I finally decided to show up).
We had bought several Dollar Store pregnancy tests with the idea that whenever there might be the opportunity for me to drink, I'd take a test to make sure I was in the clear. I had taken one last Tuesday that came up negative, as I expected it to. So, on Saturday (August 25), Buc and Chris were coming out to visit, and there was definitely the possibility of imbibing, so I thought I'd take another test just to confirm what I already knew, that I wasn't pregnant. I mean, I had(have) the typical PMS sore boobies, and my period being 2 days late didn't phase me, since last time I stopped taking the pill, my periods got all wacky.
So, while my Pirate's Eye was cooking on the stove, I called Tony back to check the test with me, because we do all that kinda crap together. Therefore, it was at the same time we noticed there were not one, but 2 pink lines on that $1 test. I burst into nervous giggles, and Tony insisted I take another test (which I was going to anyway). And for the first time in my life, I didn't need to pee. "Go now! Go now!" "I can't go when you yell at me!!!!"
A chugged cup of water and 3 minutes later, that second little test had the same 2 pink lines.
Two dollars worth of pregnancy tests weren't enough to convince me I was preggo, so we decided to go to Target to get a pricey, digital read-out kind. Between the tears and hugs, we somehow managed to make it there and home, while I chugged another bottle of water. Approximately the only thing my mind was able to produce at that point was a constant string of "Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap..."
And, of course, that third test said the same as the first 2. But a little more clearly and real-instead of 2 pink lines, it said, simply, "Pregnant."
To be continued it Part 2, the Announcing. (All of a sudden, as is very common these days, I'm very, very tired.)
rushl:
YEA!!!! Congrats again!!! 
joscelyne:
I am so happy for you! CONGRATULATIONS!!!