Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Wow, a lot has changed since my last post!

In mid-August, my husband and I found out we are expecting our first baby. For the sake of being honest, it was not a planned pregnancy. When I peed on a stick on August 14th, I didn’t expect to see two lines. The first night was a little surreal. I cycled between a state of denial and shock.

While I didn’t expect to see two lines, I did have a nagging suspicion that something was off all weekend long. It actually started when I completed the Tour de Pain the first weekend of August. My sports bra seemed tight, but I hadn’t gained any weight. I assumed it shrunk in the dryer and figured Aunt Flo would rear her ugly head in a few weeks. Little did I know that my suspicions weren’t wrong.

Anyway, fast forward to the weekend of August 12th. My dad, RJ and I traveled to Louisiana to visit our family that was visiting from Hanoi. My cycles are irregular but I couldn’t push away this feeling that something was different this month. I managed to sneak into a CVS to “pick up some shampoo” (not a total lie; I left it in Florida). I also purchased a pregnancy test which I took that evening. It was negative.

On Saturday, I still wasn’t convinced that I wasn’t pregnant. I passed on having a beer at dinner and opted for a Diet Coke. I didn’t drink the entire weekend in fact. On Sunday, we drove back from Baton Rouge to Jacksonville. All day I couldn’t shake this feeling of “motion sickness.” I was extremely tired but I decided it had to be from spending time with family and traveling a total of 16 hours in 3 days.

I ran into Target to pick up some food and little things I’d need for my work week. I also purchased a pack of 3 Target brand pregnancy tests. When I arrived home that evening, I decided to try again. This time a very, very faint second line appeared on the screen. Not entirely convinced it wasn’t an evaporation line, I showed it to RJ. He confirmed what I thought I saw: two lines. We ran out and bought several more tests, including a digital test and a “plus/minus” text. The digital read “not pregnant” but the “plus/minus” showed a faint plus sign. I resigned myself to wait until morning, which is supposed to be the most accurate time to test.

In the morning, I removed my last test. And I peed on the screen. The test was invalid! In a panic at 5:00 am, I drove to the 24 hour drug store by my house and purchased a box of EPT and a box of Answer tests. When I arrived back at home, I peed on the Answer test and there was a very faint but obviously present pink line. I knew that this was for real.

Over the next several days, I took 13-15 tests. I had my first OB appointment on August 22nd and my first ultrasound on September 12th. Today I had another ultrasound and I’m approximately 11 weeks, 4 days pregnant.

Yep. Some mighty big news.

Anyway, it’s time for me to hit the hay. An impromptu nap on my day off is making it difficult to sleep, but I think it’s time to hit the hay.