It’s true. The hubby and I are having a baby! Baby #1 is due September 6th (forgive me for blocking out a word on the featured image, but I prefer not to share last names publicly).
Let’s go back to the beginning and let me be honest with you and tell you that my initial reaction was not one of pure excitement. It was disbelief. I could not believe it! Yeah sure, I knew there was a chance I could get pregnant each month, but when I took that pregnancy test, I was not expecting to see those two blue lines. I took the test because I suspected something was different, but I still did not expect a positive result.
It was the Saturday night before New Years and I had just gotten home from work to an empty house (the hubby was out of town for the night). I decided that I was just going to take the test. I’d been thinking about it for a few days already and the wondering was driving me crazy. So I took the test and there they were, two blue lines that only meant one thing. A positive pregnancy. I stared at the stick in disbelief for a loooong time, like I was expecting it to change or something. It didn’t and I was up most of the night thinking about it. So first thing the next morning, I drove straight to Target and bought two more tests. Both of them were positive. I had THREE positive pregnancy tests.
I waited to tell the hubby until New Years Day because we already had pre-made plans of going out the night before with friends. I told him I was going to take a “break” from drinking and that I would sober cab for the night. He had no clue! I still chuckle at this though because who decides to take a sudden break from drinking on New Years Eve!? Certainly not his wife who had been looking forward to a night out for quite some time!
Anyway, on New Years Day, I tried to be clever with telling him but I kind of failed. I asked him if he wanted to know the real reason why I didn’t drink on New Years Eve and then told him to open his hand. I placed a tiny, single poppy seed in his hand and said, “because of this, this is the size of your baby.” I ruined it by crying in the middle of it and choked on half of the words! I guess the anticipation of holding the news in for a couple of days and the disbelief got to me. He reacted about the same. He couldn’t believe it! I showed him the three positive tests to confirm it. I guess you could say we were both reacting this way because it had been almost two years that we technically could have gotten pregnant but hadn’t. We almost believed we would never get pregnant, that maybe we couldn’t.
It all felt a little more real later that week when I went to the doctor’s office to confirm it. I needed to hear it from a professional to truly believe it! She confirmed it. We were having a baby. At eight weeks, I went to my first ultrasound appointment and they confirmed it again. I saw my little baby up on the screen and let it sink in. I was most definitely pregnant. My body had been telling me I was every day because I felt pretty yucky most days (we’ll talk more about that later), but I needed that picture of my baby to truly believe it all. So did my husband. We finally believed it.
We told our families that weekend after my first ultrasound and just recently told everybody else. It’s official and it’s real. We are having a baby and the word is out! We talk about it everyday and are both nervous yet excited for what’s in store for us. Big changes are coming our way!
2019 is a year of firsts for both of us. Our little family of two is growing 🙂
Thanks for reading everybody and have a happy valentines day this week!