Now we're pregnant...

I always wanted to start a blog… I planned on beginning one when I got pregnant. It was going to be a documentation of my journey – both the highs and lows- to show my future kid someday. It was going to be a happy blog.

I wish I started it 4 days ago. Let’s pretend I did- what would the past few entries look like?

Friday- June 13th, 2008 (kind of ironic this all started on Friday the 13th huh?)
Eric was on a boat trip with his firm… I am expecting his drunk-ass to roll in around 11 pm. I am pretty tired and kind of sick so am just going to chill at home, drink a glass or two of wine, and maybe watch a chick flick. After a few glasses of wine I can’t stop thinking about testing… this was our first month TTC where we had great timing, used all the gadgets (CBEFM, OPKs, etc) and I can’t stop thinking about testing in time for father’s day this Sunday. So what do I do? I POAS (pee on a stick). HOLY SHIT there is a faint line… can it be? I take pictures immediately and find upload them to get an opinion from someone else I know that is TTC. OMG- she may see something too- the verdict- wait for the next morning when urine is more concentrated and test again.

Saturday- June 14th 2008.
Wake up… Eric is heading off to play basketball with his friends. I take a digital and it pops up- PREGNANT!!!!! Tomorrow is father’s day so I think about waiting to tell Eric but honestly, I can’t keep this in- plus it’s a Saturday night and I won’t be drinking anymore. (don’t worry- I put the wine away last night). I am soooo happy, so excited. I sat in the bedroom with 2 I love Daddy onesies and a digital test laid out on the bed, the camera in my hand all set to record Eric’s reaction. I sat in there for over an hour before he got home. Eric walked in, saw the whole setup, and it took a minute to figure out
Light Bulb-
He looks up with the biggest grin ever on his face when he realizes and says, “Bubby, you’re pregnant?” with a tone of wonder and joy. We are happy, we are thrilled, and we are scared in that wonderful way of fear when change that is good is coming.
The rest of the day Eric rubs my stomach, kisses it, we talk, we think about the future, just stupid conversation, but to us it is everything.

Sunday- June 15th.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY. I gave Eric a card to a future Daddy, to the future best Daddy. I wrote about how much I can’t wait for approximately February 23rd 2009. We go to dinner with his parents, smiling at each other in the way that means we have a secret. We are so excited, we are so happy.
I was so excited I made a whole new bio and screen name for the boards I visit. It had pics of my positive tests and the onesies I gave to Eric. The new screen name- MrsBabyintheBella. (I was formerly MrsCarlybella... cute huh?) I had over 50 responses to my post congratulating me and wishing me well.

Monday- June 16th
YAY! We have a doctor’s appt. July 15th at 9:30 am. I will be 8 weeks 1 day at that point. Eric has put it on his calendar- we are excited to go. I think at 8 weeks you can hear or see the heartbeat. I CAN'T WAIT
I had a half day of work so was bored when I got home. I have 3 HPTs left… I was never satisfied with how light the line was; why not test for kicks, just to see it again ☺. The line is lighter… this shouldn’t be. HPTs measure the amount of HCG hormone. This hormone is supposed to double every 2-3 days. Yes a line is a line, but my HCG should be increasing… I should not have a barely there line after clear positives. I decide to wait for first morning urine because maybe it is diluted.