You've probably noticed that I haven't blogged in...ohhhhh...5 months or so. Those of you that know us well know that there's a reason for that. A big reason that's oh-so-small in size but can somehow reduce you to going to bed at 8PM and peeing 35 times in the middle of the night (only a slight exaggeration).
Yep, this little one will be joining us in early September.
As for how it all went down? Well, I took a test on January 2nd that so happened to be positive. We had just spent the day running around doing who-knows-what, including getting 2 boxes of Dunkin Donuts K Cups for my brand new Kuerig coffee maker that Hubs had so thoughtfully given me for Christmas (bad timing much?). For some reason, I just wasn't feeling "right," so I decided to make a cup of coffee (again, bad timing) and take a test just to put my mind at ease.
As the second line rather quickly appeared, I'm pretty sure I stopped breathing...through teary eyes, I immediately said quite the prayer of thanks.
And then I freaked. the heck. out.
I ran out of the bathroom, positive test in hand, right into the kitchen where Hubs was putting away some groceries. By this time, I was nearly hyperventilating. The poor guy had no idea I was even taking the test, so I'm pretty sure he thought I was completely insane. I somehow choked out, "I...I...I...I'm...PREGNANT!!!" followed by a ridiculous amount of sobbing and choking. (Like I said, practically hyperventilating.)
And bless my Hubs. He took me in his arms, held me tight, and told me to just calm. down.
...and then he asked me if the test had pee on it.
The next few days, I was in a complete blur. Through my terrified/elated tears, I called my family asking them to pray for the health and well being of this not-so-little miracle. The first doctor's visit confirmed the pregnancy, and sent me on the way with about a bazillion things to read.
The second doctor's visit provided the first pictures of our little peanut, who was officially a week younger than we thought.
And what better way to tell one's boss than at Schnitzel Platz after she's had about half a das boot, as Hubs is so proudly displaying in this picture.
There are obvs some benefits to being pregnant...like my mommy taking care of all of my 1st trimester cravings...
...and Hubs doing extra housework while I rest...
...and free chocolate at the Melting Pot.
After the first trimester, I finally allowed myself to have a decaf Starbucks coffee. I'm not exaggerating when I say that I had tears in my eyes when I finally took that first sip after 4 long months of no coffee. (Clearly, considering I even took a picture of it.)
And now, with only 3 days left in the 2nd trimester? Now, things are getting real. Registering has been done...
...our first shower present has arrived...
...and the crib is here (although still in a box in the hallway).
All I can say is that I can't wait to meet our not-so-little miracle in just 12 weeks.
