Sharing the news

One thing that's really fun in early pregnancy is telling your family and friends. I didn't have the experience of telling my husband since he was sitting right next to me watching the test like a hawk, but we have been able to tell a few of our loved ones. The funny thing is, we had all these great creative ideas and then when the time came we were so shocked and excited we ended up pretty much blurting it out.


The first people we told were my parents. We stopped at Babies R Us and picked up two picture frames that said "I love my Grandma" and "I love my Grandpa". Then we called my parents and told them that we were in their area visiting our friends and we wanted to stop by. When we arrived, my husband told them that we had something they might get some use out of in a little while. My mom held hers upside down and only read the label on the back so she just thanked us politely and sat there. Meanwhile, my dad actually looked and the correct side and yelled out "you're pregnant?!?!?" Naturally, lots of hugging and crying followed.


Our next step was to tell Mitch's brother and sister. We decided to do that over the phone since it was late at night.  He called his sister on the drive home and told her that her son was going to be the big cousin. After a few "wait, what?"s and an "are you freakin' kidding me?" she gave the phone to their brother, who was also there.


Mitch then called his friend of 14 years, who is currently 8 weeks pregnant with her 3rd child. She'd been joking around with us earlier in the week and saying how I should get pregnant too so that we could be pregnant together and we'd each have someone to talk to about it. He told her that we'd decided to take her advice and get pregnant with her. In all seriousness, though, I'm glad to have someone who is also pregnant to talk about things with.


Our final people to tell right now were two of our best friends who are more like family than friends.  We went out to dinner with them on Friday and on the way through the parking lot, Mitch started talking about all of the good things they had going on in their lives. "In a little over a month, you'll be married, then you'll go on your honeymoon. Two months from now, you'll be moving into your new apartment. Then, seven months after that you'll be an aunt and uncle." Our one friend put his arms in the air Rocky style and kept walking while his fiancee yelled out "Karen's pregnant?!?!" Then he turned around with this shocked look on his face like he had just processed what we told him. It was hilarious.


For now, we're keeping this a secret from everyone else though. We just feel better keeping things quiet for now. I can't wait to tell everyone else and be able to talk about it, but for now, one thing at a time.

Something is ending and something begins

Wow, this is my first post in my pregnancy blog(!!!) I can't believe it. 

I though this would be a great place to keep track of everything I am experiencing during this exciting, crazy, scary time and to hopefully share with my family and friends later on.  Even though we found out on Wednesday, it still hasn't sunk in yet. I am going to be a mom. Wow.

I'm sure everyone wonders if we were trying, in fact, I'm waiting for someone to ask me that. I hate that question since, lets face it, we all know how babies are made. The best answer I can give is, sort of. We weren't not trying or anything. One thing I did not expect was to get pregnant on the first try. Sure, I've heard of people that has happened to, but I figured they were the exception, not the rule. So when my usually super reliable period was a day late this month I just assumed that it was coming. Then on Wednesday, my husband asked me to take a pregnancy test just to humor him. I did figuring that it was guaranteed to come back negative, after all, I knew my period was coming. When the test said "pregnant" (it was one of those digital ones) I swore I was reading it wrong and that the shadows were just blocking out the word "not" before the pregnant.  Then my husband jumped up and hugged me and I realized it was real. I think I said "Oh my God" over and over for about 5 minutes before I realized what was happening.

Apparently, I am 4 weeks along and my baby is currently the size of a poppy seed. Even though he/she is still so tiny, I love him/her with everything I have.