How We Found Out

So I recently realized that I never posted about how we found out that we were pregnant. It's a big lengthy, but sticking with my goals I'm all about the details this year. I want to have our story written down and recorded.

It all started on Sunday July 11th.

We were out to lunch with some friends when they expressed that they thought they might be pregnant. They were a little concerned as this would not be good timing for them.

I pulled out my trusty little ole iPhone and said "well lets look up pregnancy symptoms and see if you have them."

Clearly the internet knows all.

I went to a "First signs of pregnancy" website and began reading the list off to my friend.

As I read each symptom she would say, "nope, no, not me, nope." After reading through the list she had come to the conclusion that she was in fact not pregnant.

And as I sat there and read the list to her, without telling another soul at the table I knew that I was probably pregnant.

I had almost every symptom on that list, and I didn't even realize it before that moment! Well one symptom I had realized was a little late, but I just thought it would come later. No biggie.

That night I secretly googled more symptoms about the first signs of pregnancy.

How did people know they were pregnant before google? I mean how did people LIVE before google? It just baffles me.

I still had most of the symptoms.

The next morning at work I explained my situation to another friend and she suggested that I take a pergnancy test.

So I claimed my back was hurting and I needed to go get some tylenol and I left work and ran to the store to pick up a lovely pregnancy test. My lie was part true cause my back was hurting really bad. Sign #150 that I was definitely pregnant.

I came back to my office and took the test.

Warning: Do NOT take a pregnancy test at work. It makes for a looooong rest of the day.

Also, do not call your husband and say, "I have to tell you something really important but I can't tell you over the phone"

Cause he will think either

A. you got fired

or

B. you are pregnant.

It kinda takes the "special" out of the "special moment" of telling your husband you are pregnant for the first time.

So, after Luke started laughing hysterically (like a crazy person, I was scared for a moment) we decided to meet for lunch to discuss our new chapter in life. Actually there wasn't much to discuss we kinda just stared at each other.

After realizing that getting another new guitar has probably been put on hold for another couple of years, Luke got really excited. It finally sunk in that we were indeed pregnant!

The next couple of days were so hard because I knew for a fact that I wanted to tell our families in person that we were pregnant, but we wouldn't be able to see them until the weekend, so that meant waiting to tell them. I talk to my mom every single day and it was SO hard not to tell her and I so badly wanted to ask her about a million questions.

Since I couldn't ask my mom questions, google once again became my BFF, and I scared myself silly more than a couple of times.

Another wise warning. DO NOT read pregnancy message boards. Those girls are crazy and will convince you all sorts of bad things are going on. I have bitterness towards a large group of women that I have never met but just read their crazy words on message boards. I'm working on getting over it. But I still stand by the fact that they are indeed crazy.

I should have learned my lesson from when I read wedding message boards. Nothing but crazy there.

After pregnancy reality hit, I called my dr to make an appointment to see her asap. I called the office and told them my situation (as if I was the first person ever with this situation) And they replied, "oh cool, we'll see you in 8 weeks".

To which I replied UM EXCUSE ME, WHAT? EIGHT WEEKS? I HAVE SOMETHING GROWING INSIDE OF ME. I NEED TO SEE A DR NOW!!!

I then learned that there are reasons why the Dr. won't see you before 6-8 week, but it seemed like light years until I could see the Dr. And I'm not even sure how long light years are, but they sound lengthy.

And also during those weeks of waiting your husband will ask, "are you sure your really pregnant?" " how do we really know if those pregnancy tests are accurate" "I don't think you are really pregnant, you seem normal to me"

And it will be annoying. Each and everytime he says it.

In between finding out we were pregnant and my 8 week dr appointment, I started having some really bad cramping, no bleeding, but cramping so severe that the nurse called in a blood test for me.

That afternoon I got a phone call from the nurse saying that my blood test came back and I was "very pregnant". I was so relieved. FINALLY somebody of official status confirm that I was indeed pregnant. I didn't just have one of those made up pregnancies like Mr. Shue's wife on Glee.

When I called Luke to share the good news he immediately wanted to know what the nurse meant by "very pregnant". He asked if I thought that meant we were having twins???

For real, this is what I deal with.

So weeks passed, we went to the dr, and we saw our tiny little gummy bear. And fell in love.

There were so many emotions going on during those weeks, but the one emotion that has remained consistent is thankfulness. We are so thankful for this little guy growing in my belly. We can't wait to meet him.

Sometime soon I will recap how we told our families. I can't believe I haven't done it yet!