One Week and One Day

In one week and a day, we get to find out what "kind" our little peanut is. (Granting that the little squirt wants to cooperate!) I'm so excited. Brian is convinced it's a boy and I'm pretty sure it's a girl, so we'll have to see who's right cause afterall, it's gotta be one or the other!

The time seems like it's gone by really fast and then again, July seems decades away. So, I thought, "I need to write down what happened when we found out this little one was on it's way."

We decided that we wanted to start the family in May, so we began this journey. June passed with no success, July passed also with no success. August I was sure I was pregnant, but that month also came and went with nothing happening! So, in late September, I kind of gave up and just decided that whatever happens, happens.

October passed and still nothing so I was a little surprised when November rolled around and I started feeling weird. That's how it was at first, weird. Not violently ill, not exhausted beyond belief, just weird. Well, I decided about three days before that *cough* time to test. It was a huge surprise to see a positive test, so I looked at it for a really long time and then I walked out to the family room where Brian was and I said something completely lame which I sadly don't remember, but I know it wasn't clever or whitty and he just looked at me in shock. Then we jumped up and down and hugged and kissed. Well, being somewhat skeptical by nature, I wasn't satisfied with just one test, no, over the course of the next two days, I took three more!

But here we are. So far so good! I'm still really excited and it gets more real and exciting with every nudge and kick the baby gives me!