The Club

I am excited to announce that I am officially a member of the "pregnant mommies club." This is an unofficial club that you are officially a part of once you become pregnant. A club in which we all have many things in common: raging hormones, changing bodies, goofy appetites, and most importantly, the amazing privilege of creating a human being inside our very own bodies. Like many of you have already experienced, I've been waiting WEEKS to share the big news! I am now almost 13 weeks pregnant and I am due October 26th. Last week, I had my first appointment with our midwife in which Rob and I were able to hear the most beautiful sound ever, our baby's heartbeat. I had been preparing myself all day to hear this, however, when I actually heard it, I was still speechless and teary-eyed. Although I knew I was pregnant on February 17th, I didn't truly believe it until I heard that strong heart beating. Here's our story so far... On February 17th, I was two days "late". Although I had gone off birth control only the month before, in hopes of getting pregnant, I couldn't believe it would happen so quickly for me. I decided to take a pregnancy test "just to be sure" that I wasn't pregnant. I was home by myself and took the test. After only an instant, the test showed a positive result. I was in shock and denial. I had no idea what to do next, so I called Rob at work. As I was calling him, I realized how silly it would be to tell him over the phone while he was working, so I had a very short, akward conversation with him, and then came up with a plan "B." I took another pregnancy test "just to be sure" that the first one wasn't wrong, then I decided to write him a little note and wrap it up in a box along with the positive pregancy test. Then I waited, and waited, and waited. FINALLY, he arrived home from work to find the gift waiting for him on his night stand. I was already in bed and had to keep my back to him until he opened it because I knew my face would give it away! After opening his surprise gift, he grinned, and his first words were, "Are you serious?" followed by "I told you so!" :) Rob was positive I would get pregnant as soon as I went off of birth control, and boy was he right! Then, I burst into tears. After the initial shock and excitement, I was greeted by the strong urge to tell everyone I knew, but my head said otherwise. Nobody tells you that the first 12 weeks of pregnancy are an awful mix of excitment, fear, and anxiousness! I wanted to talk to everyone I knew, but was afraid to tell anyone for fear of having a miscarriage. I'm sure Rob got tired of hearing me say "Can you believe we're going to have a baby?" after the 650th time. Maybe not, because it's still pretty cool! After 5 painful (not literally painful, but it sure felt that way) weeks of waiting, I finally had my first appointment with a nurse. I could call it a "disappointment" because it involved paper work and blood work, but provided no confirmation of a growing baby- not even a pregnancy test! It was another 3 weeks before we could hear the heartbeat. That day was the most exciting and scary day I have ever anticipated. All I could think about was how amazing it was going to be to hear the heartbeat, and how painfully devastating it would be if we didn't. I can excitedly say that I WAS able to hear the heart beating, and that was all the reassurance I needed! That evening, Rob and I decided to share our news. We had already told our immediate family over Easter, but wanted to tell the extend family, friends, and co-workers. The word is out, and it is such a relief! In the meantime, I am waiting. Waiting for my next appointment in two weeks to hear that amazing sound again, waiting to completely outgrow my clothes (as they are beginning to get a little tight), and waiting until our 20 week appointment when we can find out if our little pumpkin is a boy or a girl. Wish us luck!