It's baby time!

Yes, Bill and I are pregnant! Well, I'm the one who's pregnant, but he certainly did his part to help out with that. I haven't updated this page because I could not write anything and NOT mention bebe!

After I wisked my husband off to Charlottesville for a surprise getaway, we still had another day off because of Labor Day (teehee). Bill went home to help his folks do somethings around the house. Since his dad is sick from the chemo, he can't really help Nancy with things like cleaning out Bill's old room. Bill's such a good son. I invited my favorite ladies to lunch and a movie. Momma, Aunt Linda, "Aunt Gayle" and I met at the mall and had lunch in the food court. We killed some time before the movie with shopping. I just went along for the ride. I hate trying on clothes and I certainly don't need to be buying any at this point (of course I didn't know that at the time). We saw "Sisterhood Of The Traveling Pants 2" which was pretty good. Then we walked around a little more so we could visit and headed home.

I started thinking about taking a pregnancy test in the movie when one of the characters thought she might be pregnant. Once I get an idea in my head... I had taken a test a week earlier on my birthday that was negative. I figured, "hey, it could be". So, when I got home I took a test. While I waited for the results I reviewed the directions (because I tend to second guess myself). They had an example of the two different results "pregnant" and "not pregnant" (I need it to say the word...none of that 2 lines and one is barely there kinda thing...I need to know for sure). I thought to myself "I deserve some good news, damn it!" I started to look at the "pregnant" example and then back at the test and then back and forth and back and forth as if it would transfer from the paper to the test. "I deserve some good news damn it!" (I was starting to vocalize this now...the power of suggestion maybe?) My mother's voice popped in my head saying "a watched pot never boils" so I decided to see what the kitties were doing. I had just fed them so they were going back and forth taking a bite from each other's bowls, nothing exciting which is a good thing since that meant Franklin wasn't jumping up and down on Eleanor and she wasn't hollaring.

I stepped back in the bathroom to look at my test and there were the results..."pregnant!" "WHAT!? Oh My God, Really? Oh Yay! Franklin, Eleanor, I gotta call Bill! Oh Yay!" I don't know why I didn't wait until Bill was home so he could be there when I got the results. I guess I was thinking it would be negative since I had just gotten a negative test the week before. I wasn't really expecting that answer! I called him and I guess I was a little teary because I said "Honey!" and he said "Yeah?" like he thought something was wrong. I told him the good news and we both said how happy we were and excited. We decided not to tell his parents until we were together. I got off the phone and called Lisa. She was there for me when I needed to vent about the last pregnancy drama so I wanted to share the good news. I planned to tell all my other good friends once I had told my family, and after I had talked to the doctor.

I called Stephanie to see if she wanted to get dinner since Bill wouldn't be back for a while and I could not sit at home after getting the good news. She and I went to dinner at a Chinese Buffett. I had seen a show about dumplings the day before so I was happy she suggested the place. The food was pretty good and we got a chance to catch up. I, of course, had to share the news, I was about to bust. I love to see/hear the reactions of people when I tell them. And I love that I get lots of hugs too. We hung out and had a good time. When I got home Bill and I gave each other big hugs. We're really happy and very excited.

When I went to work the next day I called the doctor and asked if she wanted me to get blood work done. She said that she wanted me to get a blood test to check my beta and progesterone levels (pregnancy hormones). They want to keep an eye on me because of how my last pregnancy went. I went and told my boss after that. I knew I'd have to take some time during the day to get the testing done so I needed her to know. She is very happy for us and I can go and get the tests as needed.

Wednesday I went back to Labcorp. I wasn't nearly as nervous about it now since I had been there so much in the past couple of months. There was no one in there so I thought "this will be a breeze". Wrong! They hadn't faxed my paperwork there yet so I had to get them on the phone. 30 minutes later the fax arrived and they took me back for my test. The lady was one I hadn't had before so that made me a little nervous. I told her that I have deep veins and that if she does it quickly I won't faint on her. She did a pretty good job and I didn't even get woosy. So, all in all what should have taken 5 minutes took an hour. I wont go anywhere else to get blood drawn though because they all do a great job with me. Or so I thought...

I got my test results the next day and they said "Yep, you're pregnant, but very early." She asked me how I even knew I was pregnant. I told her I was on top of things considering last time and because I'm really really excited about starting our little family. She told me to go Friday to get another test to make sure the numbers are going up. Friday I went in and there was a lady I recognized and a new guy. "Oh no, I'm gonna end up with the new guy!" I did, oh lord. He was very pleasant and I found out that he was just helping out that day and usually works at a physician's office in the lab. Ok, a little better. He was very courteous and told me everything he was doing. I really didn't need to know, but whatever. He poked my arm a little longer that I'd like and left the needle in a little long, but I didn't faint. Yay!

The results wouldn't come back until Monday so we decided to tell the parents over the weekend. Hurricane/Tropical Storm Hanna was headed for us so we decided to tell the parents Sunday, but since we were going to see Momma on Saturday she would be the first to know. Well, actually, my sister found out first because I had to get her help in getting Mom to agree to get breakfast with us and skip the beach (that was before I knew about the storm). Saturday morning we go over to my sisters where Momma was staying. I asked her if she wanted to see some pictures before we went to breakfast (she was assuming I meant the ones from Charlottesville). I turned on the camera and showed her a picture of my pregnancy test. She said "When did you take that?" I told her I took it Sunday and it sunk in finally that she was gonna be a grandma, or as she wants to be called a "Big Momma". It's funny because she's barely 5ft tall. Later on when she called her sister, she suggested that Momma go by "Grand Ma Ma" which would suit her southern belle side.

Sunday Jonna drove home with us and we dropped her off at Daddy's while we went to tell Bill's folks. Nancy had given Bill a catalog that had a diaper bag in it. She had suggested that later on maybe she could order it for us. So, we brought the catalog back and Bill pointed out a few things he liked. Then he turned to the diaper bag and told her she could go ahead and order it. She looked over at me and I gave her my biggest grin. She started jumping up and down and clapping and saying "Ohhh!". Needless to say she was very happy. Bill's dad missed the whole thing because he was reclining in the next room. He came in to see what all the fuss was about and started tearing up a little when he figured it out. Yay, lots of happy faces!

Then we went over to Daddy's for lunch. Aunt Linda was there and I offered to show them some pictures (they assumed from Charlottesville). Once Daddy put on his glasses he saw the picture of my test and smiled and gave me a big hug. Then I showed it to Linda and she started giggling. Yay! Happy faces! I looked at Aunt Linda and told her I'd probably be due in mid-May. I looked at her because it's right around Mother's Day and her son Shane's birthday (he died of suicide in May right before his 36th birthday). I think it was meant to be.

I got my test results back today and my levels have doubled, yay! I will go again on Thursday to make sure they're still going up. I have a feeling there is much more blood work in my future. Maybe once I get out of the first trimester they'll stop sticking me with needles. I can only hope!