We've spent over two years being happily married. We've been both the maid of honor and best man in our best friend's weddings. We've crossed a trip to Europe together off our bucket list; and I just crossed over into my 30's a few weeks ago. Now that all major milestones have been achieved, creation of life is next.
No matter how mapped out our life is, nothing can prepare you for a positive pregnancy test. Shit just got real.
They say it can take a few months or even a year to conceive. I had a sneaking suspicion that we'd get pregnant the first time we tried. I was humbled, however, after taking a test two days before my missed period, to get a negative result. I know your supposed to wait until your missed period to take the test, but it was Labor Day and I couldn't resist the cuteness of "Oh, we found out we were pregnant on Labor Day!". I'm psychotic I know.
Anyway, so I really didn't think our first attempt was going to work. Which led to a whole evening of google searches like "WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?????"
After a few days, however, Aunt Flo, was still a no-show and I was slightly nauseous off and on all day Friday (Sept. 5th). So as soon as school was over, I headed to my local CVS and bought a pregnancy test all by myself Like. A. Boss. (I usually make Mason do my dirty work). ;)
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I'm PREGNANT!!!!!!!! :) :) :) :)
Oh. Shit. I'm pregnant.
Oh, crap. Mason is going to be home in two hours! MUST WHIP UP SOMETHING PINTERESTY to let him know he's going to be a Daddy!!!
Ok, so it's not Martha Stewart quality, but it's all the materials I had on hand.
Let the journey as Mom and Dad begin!