Finding Out

On Monday, March 22, I went to the doctor for my annual exam. No big deal. Everything was routine, except he told me I was 2 days overdue for my cycle. I didn't think anything of it, because my cycle is longer than the 28 day cycle doctors like to think everyone is on. No big deal.

Fast forward to March 25... I went to work expecting this month to be like every other month since I hit puberty. After work, I realized that that day wasn't the day, but it should have been. Mikey and I headed to the store to buy something for dinner, and I decided just for kicks to buy a test. Came home, cooked and ate dinner, hung out watching tv for a bit. I was building my courage. Finally built the courage, and head off to test. I had a Clear Blue Easy digital test that literally give you a “Pregnant” or “Not Pregnant” digital reading. After testing, I headed back to the couch and continued watching tv. When sufficient time had passed, I sent Mikey to view the results. He went to look. And came back with "Congratulations, Momma!" I didn't believe him at first, and was upset that he would tease me like that. So I headed off to look for my self, and he wasn't teasing. That's when a few tears were shed and lots of laughter and smiling happened.

Sharing the News

We started telling everyone that there's a baby on the way. Most of the responses involved screaming and laughter. I haven't laughed so hard since we told folks we were engaged. And inevitably it was mentioned that Mikey's mom would have loved to be here to witness this.  I wish she was here to be a part of the whole experience.  But I do know that boy or girl, I will look for her in my children.

Disbelief

Disbelief is what I feel. I still have not fully wrapped my head around the thought that in roughly nine months, we will have a little person that is half me and half Mikey. {You should see my big smile.} I'm already in love.

Dream a Little Dream

Sometime last year, I dreamed that I was sitting talking to my friends, and in my lap was this beautiful little girl. She had the roundest cheeks, and fat rolls down her arms. She had beautiful, soft, thick hair. And she was beautiful. From that day on I was convinced that that baby in my dreams was my baby. Yesterday morning Mikey woke up and reported that he had dreamed we had a girl. I am now convinced that we are having a girl. We'll see how long it is before I change my mind.

Positive

Positive.

I am positive.  Or at least that is what the little stick told me last night.  And I cried.  Just a little though.  Then I laughed, and the ideas started flowing.  It was like free falling.  All the things that Mikey and I have to look forward to.  Later, as I drifted off to sleep in Mikey's arms, an inkling of something that felt suspiciously like fear.  What are we going to do with a child?  I'm praying we don't mess this kid up.

So now, in the light of day, we plan.  We get to choose names and make decisions.  I'll design a nursery, and we'll pick clothes.  And we will love this child unconditionally.  I am deathly afraid and endlessly hopeful.

During my bridal shower, my mother-in-law predicted that we would have our first child on March 27, 2010 (9 months after the wedding) during one of the activities.  We got a positive test on March 25, 2010.  Funny how the world works.

Welcome to our life, little blessing.