Well....actually, it wasn't.
After peeing positively on FOUR little baby sticks....G and I were seriously like...
"hmmmm.....i'm not sure.....lets check with a doctor before it's official."
The doctors laughed at me. Seriously laughed in my face.
They asked me if I had taken any at-home pregnancy tests and I told them that I took three.
Yes, I lied. For some reason four seemed so much more pathetic than three.
On the way out the door to check my official results, my doctor gave me an official congratulations!
It still didn't feel real...but at that moment it sunk in a little bit more!
And during these past few weeks, I keep having those 'sinking in' experiences.
Today it sunk in a lot as I bent over the toilet emptying out all of my insides one million times.
I thought to myself:
"wow....I think I really am pregnant. Not just super tired and cranky for no reason. Pretty sure there's a real babe in my belly."
Another 'sinking in' moment was when we got to tell our families!
Shrieks, tears, and bear-hugs have never felt so good.
We staggered my family out since they're all over the country...but as of yesterday everyone knows!
And we told G's family last sunday during Dad-Frame's birthday!
We got it on video and I'm pretty sure I've watched it one milllllllion times!
Normally one of the first thing people ask me is how I'm feeling....
My response: HAPPY!!!
Seriously. I can't imagine life being any better right now. I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, doing exactly what I'm supposed to do.
I have been really tired, and up until today, not too sick. Just nauseous. Today was my first really sick day, and I've been able to keep it under control for the most part.
I'm happy to be on vacation where I can take as many naps as I need and baby shop and veg-out the rest of the time!
G would also have me report that my hormones have been on an upside-down, twisty, turny, curvy roller coaster. Though I'm happier than ever, my temper seems to forget that sometimes. I'm quick to catch it, so it hasn't been too bad. But still....sorry G.
But seriously, life is good!
I can't believe G and I are really going to have a real life little bebe in August. I already love this little jelly-bean more than words can express. My heart is overflowing with love and happiness for my little family! I don't care about the nausea or waking up feeling like I ran a marathon during the night. I don't care if I have to pee 80 times a day and, even though I'm starving at all times, nothing sounds good. Even if I puke my brains out for 9 months, as long as I get a healthy and happy little babe at the end of it all....I'm pretty positive it'll be worth it.
Pretty dang positive :)