Sidenote to my pregnancy posts: As I post I'll be completely honest about my feelings and thoughts as we ride this rollercoaster into parenthood. I plan to use this blog as a way for me to process this journey. Thanks for taking the time to read.
Yup, John and I are having a baby! We're currently in the middle of our 13th week. Expecting means our family will be expanded to four because Comet always counted as our first babe. There are still times I say it outloud to make sure I'm not dreaming. We are so excited! Here's the story of us finding out :)
It was Wednesday, January 19th. I knew it was the day that I was supposed to get my period, so silently in my head I had chosen to wait until that day to test. I woke up at 2:15am having to pee so bad, which usually never happens to me. I'm a sleep through the night type. I laid in bed thinking that I knew it was my day to test and that every test tells you to use your first thing in the morning pee. Argh. I managed to wait until 3:15am, but just decided to do a test. I knew I had to be so quiet because John is a light sleeper. I didn't want to wake him up if the test was negative. I never turn the light on in the middle of the night because even that can wake him, but testing would've been a little difficult without light. I knew having to wait the 3 minutes to get the results might cause him to be suspicious too. Every test recommends peeing directly on the stick and only gives small directions on the side for using a cup. I have never had enough confidence in my peeing directly on a stick skills so I have always chosen the cup method. I did that, plopped my first pee stick into the cup and counted. After counting I laid the stick down and set my stopwatch. At this point John called from the bedroom asking what I was doing. I made up some silly excuse that I couldn't sleep. Since he was now awake I moved my operation to the kitchen. (A little gross I know.) When I get up in the night he usually gets up too. He went to the bathroom and went back to bed.
As my watch went off I went to check the test. Positive. I remember thinking, "Now what?" Not in a I'm scared to be pregnant, but not in a I'm ready to wake my husband way either. I figured to help wrap my mind around the result I would take another test. Plopped another stick in, counted and started my watch. John called to me again from the bedroom and I tried to reassure him that I'd be back in bed soon. The watch went off and I checked it, another positive. It was probably time to wake my baby daddy. I had a book saved for John called, 1001 Things It Means To Be A Dad, so I set the book and the tests out. I told John I needed him to get out of bed. Later he told me he was a little peeved thinking I was going to show him that it had snowed a lot or something. I don't remember if either of us said anything I just pointed at the tests. I think we were both so tired that we had trouble processing the thought that we were expecting. We weren't able to sleep for a few hours after. I remember just laying in bed talking to each other.
We were trying to conceive, but we'd heard numerous stories of it taking couples over a year to beome pregnant. I don't think either of us expected it to work after only two months of trying, so we were pleasantly surprised :) It was a day that neither of us will ever forget. Our little guy/gal has been officially nicknamed the Dragon Warrior (See Kung Fu Panda). At this point there are lots of pregnancy related topics I want to talk about, so keep your eyes peeled.
For photos of the early morning surprise, click here: http://thehammarfamily.shutterfly.com/pictures/4451
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