Two of a Kind, Working on a Full House

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WE. ARE. PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Like for real! I have decided I want to talk about pregnancy on my blog- the good, the bad, the ugly. I'll try to remember to put a warning up if it's one of the bad or uglies. But know, you might run into some of it:D

The way we found out was not like I expected AT ALL. I thought we would take a test one morning and after trying for a long time it would finally be positive. We would scream and dance and be totally shocked. Nope. Well we did scream and dance and John was shocked. lol. I knew. If you're close to me, you know I used to think I was pregnant all the time. Even though it probably wasnt possible, knowing everything I know now. But this time- it was different! 

When our fertile window hit in February, John and I did all we could do to make it happen this month. I mentioned charting in the last post- this is SUPER helpful for so many reasons. Charting can tell you so much about your body and cycle. It's really amazing. There is mixed research on how often you should do the deed too- some says every other day and others say every day. The time before when we tried, we tried every other day. This month we tried every day in our fertile window (Sorry, parents- TMI! :D). This worked for us, but everyone is different! Anyway, by charting I had become familiar enough with my temperature and body to know exactly what day to expect my period. Luckily, we didnt even have to wait that long though! The last week before my period came, I started to have a really good idea I was pregnant. I am lucky enough to get to work from home on Monday's, so during our lunch Krystal and I take the pups for a walk around our neighborhood (I love this about Monday's). Well that Monday I told her- I'm pretty sure it worked this month. I told her I had been hesitant to say it out loud in fear of jinxing it- and I didnt want to tell John just yet (again, because I ALWAYS thought I was pregnant) and it would be too early to tell. Bless Krystal because she's been a recipient of hearing me be pregnant all the time too. She believed me though (not sure why, and if she was lying she was good at it!). But I told her I just felt different this time. I couldnt describe it. The next two days, I felt weird. Like couldnt eat anything, tired weird. At this point I was like oh, maybe that feeling is just me getting sick- because I can always eat. lol. Ginger ale was the only thing that helped. Thursday, I was like nope- pretty sure I'm pregnant. But then I just had this huge fear of "what if I'm wrong again?". So I tried to push it out of my mind. My period was supposed to start Sunday- so I could have taken an early pregnancy test, but honestly I was too scared and didnt want to put John through that. So I vowed to wait a little longer.

Then Friday came. Here's some TMI, if you want skip ahead. I had been crampy for a few days, my boobs hurt bad, I was exhausted, and had to pee a lot- all signs of starting my period (except the peeing). BUT they were all different. Take the PMS symptoms I just mentioned and multiply them some. I was either pregnant or going to have one of the worst periods ever. Then about lunch time- I started to smell everything. My lunch smelled like straight up broccoli and not in a good way. My co-worker saw my face and asked me what was wrong- I told her I thought the broccoli in my salad was bad. She smelled it and said all she could smell was dressing...ummm. what? lol

A little while later I went to talk to another co-worker and when I got to his desk was assaulted by the smell of mint. Not thinking it might just be me- I was like "what are you eating over here?! It's smells like straight up mint!". I will never forget this. He looked at me, pulled his trashcan out from under his desk and showed me a gum wrapper that he had tossed in there earlier. That was it. ummmm. what? lol At this point, I knew it for sure. I typically have a good sense of smell anyways, but this was insane. 

On my way home from work John called me and asked if I wanted to go out. I didnt want to tell him over the phone. I convinced him we needed to go home first and let the dog out. He obliged and we met up at home a little while later. Traffic was BAD. So it took us both a long time to get there. I got home first and was so nervous to tell him! I didnt have any proof, but I just knew it. I knew he would probably think it was another one of the times I just thought I was again. When he got home, I was in the bedroom with Carter and he comes in to change out of his work clothes. I told him- we can totally go out, but I want you to know that I'm pretty sure I'm pregnant. He was like, Nooooo. I was like- No babe- this time is different. He was like- go take a test!!! I told him that it was too late in the day and it might still be too early for a test to read positive. He told me to take one anyway. (I've never taken a test without him, we decided a LONG time ago that we would always take them together). 

So I went and peed and there was the faintest line you have ever seen in your life. So faint that even I thought it might have been there before- like you can see a spot where the line is supposed to be. Usually, I would have been a little disappointed. But I just knew. I was like- it doesnt matter what this stick says- I'm pregnant. He said okay, we'll check again in the morning. (PS. morning pee is the best pee because it has the most concentrated amount of the hormone that early on). We ended up going out for Italian and then just hanging out at home. We were both exhausted from the long week anyways.

Barely there...(you need a magnifying glass)

The next morning, I work up at 5:30 and had to pee so bad. I didnt want to wake John up that early so I  made myself fall back asleep. 7:30 rolls around and I have to pee even worse. I couldnt fall back asleep that time, so after laying there for awhile I finally woke John up. I went and peed on a stick and we waited the 3 minutes. 3 minutes later, there was another faint line (but darker than the night before). I was SO EXCITED. I was already talking about who we were going to tell and how. John was like- hold up. Are you sure that's positive. I showed him the instructions and the pictures on the instructions of what means it's positive. He was like, you might be! but we have to go get another test. LOL. He didnt want to get excited until we knew for sure. So off to CVS we went. We sprung for the test that literally reads yes or no. We grabbed some breakfast while we were out and headed back home. 

Just a little darker, but definitely there...

After another 3 minute wait- we both looked down at the stick and so very clearly it read "YES." The emotions that ran through me- I cant even describe them. John grabbed me and we hugged and screamed and that part was how I thought it would be. Just amazing. We were going to be parents. I had a baby growing inside of me. All of the emotions. 

So, we are pregnant. We are having a baby!!!!