Well, the mother of all surprises and adventures is upon us. Wednesday, June 20th is the day our lives got turned on its ear for good - BFP! (BFP = Big Fat Positive pregnancy test) I took the test mostly on a whim. I really did not believe this was our month, but I wanted to test to prove my chart and all its uppity temperatures wrong! A quick trip to Walgreen's between clients got the tests into the house, and without thinking, I went ahead and peed on that stick. Of course I was fully expecting another negative result, so you can imagine my shock when I had just finished peeing and turned the stick over to put the cap on and the second line was already there and darkening rapidly. HOLY SHIT! Deep breaths, deep breaths, crying, shaking, crying. How do I tell Vince? How do I compose myself to work with my next client who is due to arrive in about 10 minutes? What was I thinking?
I came downstairs to talk to Vince. I told him he should go get us some ice cream (which, not being a big fan of sweets, I rarely ever want). Normally he would say yes, but funnily enough, he had just been thinking about how ice cream didn't sound all that good, so he said no. So that forced me to say, "Don't you want to know WHY you should go get us ice cream?" She he took the bait and asked why. To which I replied, rubbing my belly for emphasis, "Because the baby wants some!" Then I showed him the test.
I have to say, he gets a gold star for his response. I got a nice hug and a kiss. And I could tell he was all proud of himself for knocking me up. He's a keeper for sure.
The first doctor's appt was on Tuesday, June 26th. Pretty boring stuff. Take some blood, pee in a cup, get pap/pelvic/breast exams, and go through pages of family medical history. The bright side - our first ultrasound is really soon - next Friday, July 6th!!!!
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