First Appointment

When I went for my first post-marital gyn appointment, my doc asked for me to get some blood work done and then come in for a full physical since it had been about four years since my last one. Little did I know that the new appointment would include prenatal stuff.

I'll go have the blood taken at the lab next Tuesday when I have the day off for other appointments and to get a new driver's license. I go for my physical and to verify the baby on March 14.

In the mean time I plan to buy another home pregnancy test today to take tomorrow morning. Not that I doubt the first test results, but I'm thinking of sending the test sticks to a couple of people to announce the baby.

It's all so crazy fast, but as I told Beau last night, our whole relationship has been too fast and unorthodox. Why should our first baby be any different?

And So It Begins...

I woke up yesterday really convinced that I was pregnant. I had had the sense that I was all week and I even bought a home pregnancy test kit (one that had two sticks). My plan was to test on Feb 28 - one day after the day my period was due to start. But yesterday I couldn't wait, so I peed on the stick, placed it on the counter and left the room for a few minutes. I came back about 5 minutes later and was surprised to find the line in the window. So I set it back down, left the bathroom for about 10 minutes and then went back to check again. The line was still there.

Oh. My. Goodness.

We weren't actively trying to make a baby but we weren't really trying to prevent one either. So like my mother and sister before me, I got pregnant pretty darned quickly without much trying.

Beau was already at church helping with the parking lot thing so I decided I would wait a couple more days to tell him. I'd pee on the other stick in a few days and if that one came up positive too, then I'd show him both. That idea lasted about as long as the church service. We were hanging out for a luncheon when I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I peed on the stick this morning."

He looked at me in confusion.

"I think I'm pregnant," I said, to be clear.

He just looked at me and then this big smile broke out and he leaned in to kiss me.

When we got home from the luncheon, I showed him the stick. And then I peed on the second one to see what would happen. Of course, the line appeared.

So we're having a baby in mid-November, by my calculations.

Jaynee, when you asked if I was pregnant when we were at your house for Spamalot, I said, "Not today." That may not have been true after all.