Today marks the halfway point down the road to being in charge of another human! 20 weeks ago today my life changed forever! Now I get to sit at home on a Friday night and wonder why I am sitting at home on a Friday night...again. It can get depressing having little reality checks along the way, like I now live in the burbs and my only friend is my Babydaddy and Brandy (Kelly disappeared again). Babydaddy actually has a life and Brandy is over an hour away so that leaves all you guys. Thanks for listening and making me seem like I am not a loser just going through some life changes that I am not ready for. I talk to several baby advisors on the reg but Megan is actually going through this with me. She is due in October which means she is a couple months a head of time and can keep me in the loop on the specifics in real time. The time is flying by like I had hoped and I remember the beginning of this journey like it was yesterday. Wood and I were just starting to date, oh wait that was yesterday, ha. We were just starting to date and I am having unusual symptoms, fatigue (I fell asleep on the couch in the middle of day…red alert!), sore boobs, sharp moods, and of course I am late. Brandy tells me I need to go get a test and see. No no I am fine, I am not pregnant, I am just late due to stress blah blah. A week goes by and nothing so Wood and I decided to go to dinner on a Monday and take one after. I let Brandy know the plan and she proceeds to wait on pins and needles. We talk ourselves out of taking the test and decided to wait a few more days. Brandy is now blowing my phone up wondering what is taking so long, so I text her and tell we are going to wait. My phone rings....”the HELL YOU ARE! Stop at the CVS right now and take the damn test!” Um yes ma'am, it’s not often I get scolded so I listen (and not to mention she has a crazy Spidey sense)so I make a beeline for the drugstore. By the time we get there I had to use the bathroom so bad that I grab a test with two in the box, pull one out of the box, hand the box to Wood and sprint to the bathroom. I am not exactly an expert in pregnancy test taking but how hard can it be, pee on the stick and a few minutes, no need to read the instructions. I soak the stick for like 5 minutes, threw it in my purse and ran out of there (wrapping it in paper towels of course). I get up to the counter and Wood has a pregnancy test and a 12 pack of Busch Light on the counter. The cashier just starts to laugh (I think it was because of the Busch light, who drinks that?) and we make our way to the truck for the moment of truth. We take the test out and it is like all jacked up, it says nothing really; there is not even a line in the control window. I take this a solid NO on being pregnant; we both breathe and report back to the lady waiting on the edge of her seat. She was confused, “I thought for sure you were..hhhmm ok.” We get back to my apartment, Wood drops me off, I call Brandy, and she is not convinced. We then decide that I need to go to bed, wake up and take the other test. That is exactly what I did. I read the instructions this time; it says to soak for no more than 5 seconds (not 5 minutes) and lay flat (don't put in purse). And BAM it takes all of one second to light up like a Christmas tree...POSTIVE! Holy crap. I make my first call to Brandy cause it is 530am....she picks up the phone, doesn't even look to see who it is and says "you're pregnant aren’t you?" Yep. Holy Crap (long conversation of total confusion to follow). After pacing and letting the fog set in over my brain I call Wood. His first words when he answers the phone "You took the other test didn't you?" Yes. Holy Crap. He took it very well, was eerily calm and therefore, so was I. I think shock is not over rated and comes in real handy when your mind can't comprehend. I stayed like that was for the next 4 days.
Friday, August 16, 2013
HUMP month!!
Today marks the halfway point down the road to being in charge of another human! 20 weeks ago today my life changed forever! Now I get to sit at home on a Friday night and wonder why I am sitting at home on a Friday night...again. It can get depressing having little reality checks along the way, like I now live in the burbs and my only friend is my Babydaddy and Brandy (Kelly disappeared again). Babydaddy actually has a life and Brandy is over an hour away so that leaves all you guys. Thanks for listening and making me seem like I am not a loser just going through some life changes that I am not ready for. I talk to several baby advisors on the reg but Megan is actually going through this with me. She is due in October which means she is a couple months a head of time and can keep me in the loop on the specifics in real time. The time is flying by like I had hoped and I remember the beginning of this journey like it was yesterday. Wood and I were just starting to date, oh wait that was yesterday, ha. We were just starting to date and I am having unusual symptoms, fatigue (I fell asleep on the couch in the middle of day…red alert!), sore boobs, sharp moods, and of course I am late. Brandy tells me I need to go get a test and see. No no I am fine, I am not pregnant, I am just late due to stress blah blah. A week goes by and nothing so Wood and I decided to go to dinner on a Monday and take one after. I let Brandy know the plan and she proceeds to wait on pins and needles. We talk ourselves out of taking the test and decided to wait a few more days. Brandy is now blowing my phone up wondering what is taking so long, so I text her and tell we are going to wait. My phone rings....”the HELL YOU ARE! Stop at the CVS right now and take the damn test!” Um yes ma'am, it’s not often I get scolded so I listen (and not to mention she has a crazy Spidey sense)so I make a beeline for the drugstore. By the time we get there I had to use the bathroom so bad that I grab a test with two in the box, pull one out of the box, hand the box to Wood and sprint to the bathroom. I am not exactly an expert in pregnancy test taking but how hard can it be, pee on the stick and a few minutes, no need to read the instructions. I soak the stick for like 5 minutes, threw it in my purse and ran out of there (wrapping it in paper towels of course). I get up to the counter and Wood has a pregnancy test and a 12 pack of Busch Light on the counter. The cashier just starts to laugh (I think it was because of the Busch light, who drinks that?) and we make our way to the truck for the moment of truth. We take the test out and it is like all jacked up, it says nothing really; there is not even a line in the control window. I take this a solid NO on being pregnant; we both breathe and report back to the lady waiting on the edge of her seat. She was confused, “I thought for sure you were..hhhmm ok.” We get back to my apartment, Wood drops me off, I call Brandy, and she is not convinced. We then decide that I need to go to bed, wake up and take the other test. That is exactly what I did. I read the instructions this time; it says to soak for no more than 5 seconds (not 5 minutes) and lay flat (don't put in purse). And BAM it takes all of one second to light up like a Christmas tree...POSTIVE! Holy crap. I make my first call to Brandy cause it is 530am....she picks up the phone, doesn't even look to see who it is and says "you're pregnant aren’t you?" Yep. Holy Crap (long conversation of total confusion to follow). After pacing and letting the fog set in over my brain I call Wood. His first words when he answers the phone "You took the other test didn't you?" Yes. Holy Crap. He took it very well, was eerily calm and therefore, so was I. I think shock is not over rated and comes in real handy when your mind can't comprehend. I stayed like that was for the next 4 days.
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