Tuesday, February 22, 2011

anyone else baffled that I am going to be a MOM?!

So, as of this coming Friday, I will be two months pregnant. I. Will. Be. Two. Months. Pregnant. Pregnant...me...

We found out January 29, 2011- by accident. We had only been "trying" for 3 months- and by trying, I mean, no birth control. We weren't even at the point yet of taking temperatures and calculations. I don't think either of us thought it would actually happen so fast.
So, over the course of those three months, I would take a pregnancy test at the end of each cycle just to test, not really expecting anything. So, that night, it was time for the habitual test taking, and I opted for the cheap one. Mom had brought me a cheap dollar store test earlier in the week that some friends of hers had given her as a prank retirement gift. When I was finished taking the test, I left it at the sink and went about doing some cleaning while waiting for the results. I went back a few minutes later two see two pink lines. I matched the results up with the box, and two pink lines meant pregnant. I just stared at it. I even contemplated not showing it to Joey but then I thought, what the heck, I'll get him excited. I figured the test was just cheap and inaccurate. I went to the living room to show him the test and he just smiled, his eyes got kinda big and giddy. I said I would drink some water and wait a bit and then take the more expensive test I already had. His excitement got me excited and I started to think that it might not be so inaccurate. So, to relax, I took a bath. When I got out it was time to take the other test. I took it, and then set it on the side of the bathtub. Kairi ran in, and bumped it with her nose, and it fell right into the draining bubbly bath water. I got all hyper and new that the bubbles and water had probably messed with the results. Joey pulled it out and said something like, well, you better not look at it then. I said, why not?!? He replied, it says you're pregnant! We kind of jumped around and flipped out and I said, well that's it! You have to go to the store and get another one! For all I knew, that last one had been contaminated by the bath water! ;) So, at 10:30pm, he jumped in the car (all the while I was panicking that he would die in a car crash on his way to bring me a pregnancy test) and ran to kroger. The pharmacy of course was closed and all the tests were locked up. So, he ran to the BRAND NEW CVS, which was also closed! Ran to the Walgreens, which thank the Lord, was open AND had the tests unlocked, and grabbed the digital ones that actually say "Pregnant" and "Not Pregnant". Foolproof. I had been gulping water while he was away so finally at 11:15pm I took the final test. I put it on the ledge of the tub again and this time shut the bathroom door while we waited outside with the timer set to three minutes. When the time was up we walked in, hand in hand, only looking at each other. I said, on the count of three, we can look at it together. One, two, three. We bent over the tub and clear as day was the word PREGNANT. Ok, now I was convinced. So we screamed, and jumped around, and hugged, and kissed, and had stars in our eyes. We were kinda in shock too. We took the picture of the three tests and emailed it to my mom. Called her up, told her to check her email. She said, "Megan, what are you trying to say?!" They were REALLY shocked. And excited. But very shocked. And then I realized that at that point I was already "one month" pregnant, so then we got all excited and panicky that was only had 8 more months to plan, and buy, and prepare!
It's been a fun last month. It will be even more fun when I finally go to the doctor and hear a heartbeat and am 100% convinced that all those tests weren't false positives. I've not had any morning sickness, and any symptoms I have had, I never would have related to pregnancy. It's hard to believe that now I only have seven months to plan, and buy, and prepare! It's such an unreal feeling, kinda blissful.

My dad is calling the baby, "Baby Mohill". Don't know where he came up with that. We are calling the baby, Baby E or Little E. Both names for boy or girl start with "E" so for now it makes sense.

I've babbled enough for now, I'm sure I will have alot more to say soon when I start to blow up and get all hot and cranky ;)