I have decided that it is time to start a blog! This way, friends, family, my peeps, etc., can visit the site and see how things are coming along.
I figured I would post the story of me finding out that I was pregnant (about 7 months ago now!) in case someone hadn't had the chance to hear it.
In mid-July I was laying in bed, not able to sleep, at about 6:15 in the morning. Kyle got up to let the dogs out and I got up to go to the restroom. I didn't tell him what I suspected, nor did I tell him that I had bought a pregnancy test. After doing the necessary "aiming at the stick" I put down some toilet paper and laid the test out to wait the mandatory 3 minutes. In the meantime, I went over and washed my hands, thouroughly. Honestly, I don't think 30 seconds have passed and I decided that before I would brush my teeth I would go peek at the test. Sure enough, it screamed PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I put my hand against the wall to brace myself and tried to regain my composure. I walked over to the sink to brush my teeth (and my hands were SHAKING). I finished up my brushing and went to share my good news with my husband.
Kyle was standing at the coffee maker making a fresh pot for the morning. I laid my head on his chest and told him I loved him - then asked him if we could go lay down for a few more minutes. I had put the positive test on the dresser for him to see when we got back into the bedroom. When walking through the doorway, I asked him... (remember everyone, I had lost my mind by this point) ...I asked him if he thought I looked pretty this morning. He said "yes". I said "do you think I look pretty because of this" and pointed to the test. He proceeded to say "Stace, it is too early". He told me later that he thought I "wasted" the test because it was too early to tell AND that he thought we were going to have to wait 15 minutes to see the result. As he stated "it's too early" I shook my head nope. He STARED at the test and finally looked at me in disbelief. We were both so happy. We rejoiced and took pictures. It was such wonderful news.
So there you have it! We are so excited to be starting this journey (and a little nervous too). I haven't thrown up in over a week and a half (Thank you, God, for Zofran) which is a record for me. Morning, noon and night sickness have been my constant companion but I must say that it got much better in the 6th month.
I feel so blessed and thank God constantly for this gift. The gift that keeps kicking me.
I figured I would post the story of me finding out that I was pregnant (about 7 months ago now!) in case someone hadn't had the chance to hear it.
In mid-July I was laying in bed, not able to sleep, at about 6:15 in the morning. Kyle got up to let the dogs out and I got up to go to the restroom. I didn't tell him what I suspected, nor did I tell him that I had bought a pregnancy test. After doing the necessary "aiming at the stick" I put down some toilet paper and laid the test out to wait the mandatory 3 minutes. In the meantime, I went over and washed my hands, thouroughly. Honestly, I don't think 30 seconds have passed and I decided that before I would brush my teeth I would go peek at the test. Sure enough, it screamed PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I put my hand against the wall to brace myself and tried to regain my composure. I walked over to the sink to brush my teeth (and my hands were SHAKING). I finished up my brushing and went to share my good news with my husband.
Kyle was standing at the coffee maker making a fresh pot for the morning. I laid my head on his chest and told him I loved him - then asked him if we could go lay down for a few more minutes. I had put the positive test on the dresser for him to see when we got back into the bedroom. When walking through the doorway, I asked him... (remember everyone, I had lost my mind by this point) ...I asked him if he thought I looked pretty this morning. He said "yes". I said "do you think I look pretty because of this" and pointed to the test. He proceeded to say "Stace, it is too early". He told me later that he thought I "wasted" the test because it was too early to tell AND that he thought we were going to have to wait 15 minutes to see the result. As he stated "it's too early" I shook my head nope. He STARED at the test and finally looked at me in disbelief. We were both so happy. We rejoiced and took pictures. It was such wonderful news.
So there you have it! We are so excited to be starting this journey (and a little nervous too). I haven't thrown up in over a week and a half (Thank you, God, for Zofran) which is a record for me. Morning, noon and night sickness have been my constant companion but I must say that it got much better in the 6th month.
I feel so blessed and thank God constantly for this gift. The gift that keeps kicking me.
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