Well, I'm writing this on the morning of Friday, May 6. Unfortunately, I won't be posting it until after May 15... will understand in a moment.
So about 2 1/2 weeks ago (4/19) I did something; something that was exciting and emotional and frightening all in one. I peed... Yes, that's what I said, I went pee. But it wasn't just any old pee. It was on a little white stick. Do you follow me?
To back up a little, Luis and I have had the on and off "baby fever" ever since wedding bells rang. It sort of came in phases. I would be baby crazy for a bit and then it was his turn. Back and forth; back and forth. We knew at that time, a baby would not be a good idea because of Luis' school, budget, etc.
Well, in March conversations began to get a little more serious and as the days went on, we were really considering if it was the "right time." April arrived, and we decided "yes" it is! Luis will be out of school now by the time a baby arrives, he got a job at University Hospital which means a second, consistent income, we're very happy in Northside - even looking at a house; things just seemed to fall into place. We decided on no more prevention - God would choose the right time. Under the assumption that these things can take some time, we went along as normal...maybe a little more pep in our step, but nothing drastic.
Well, about 2 weeks later was 4/19 and that thing that arrives for women every month had not yet arrived... Hmmmm... "better swing by Walgreens" I thought.
So I got home to show Luis my purchase and he wanted to waste NO TIME. "GO! Go now! What are you waiting for!!!!"
That's when I did it. I peed... And afterwards I ran to the kitchen to pace for the recommended time of 3 minutes. Luis sat here on the computer as if nothing was going on.
"Ok, it's got to have been 3 minutes. Go look!" I told him. And secretly I just knew it. Before I ran back to the kitchen I saw the ever so faint SECOND strip appearing and knew.
I followed him in to the bathroom...I think he screamed...I can't remember for sure. But there they were - 2 pink stripes. All I know is he had the biggest grin on his face and believed that I somehow arranged this and it was a joke! HAHAhahaha! For some reason all I could do was laugh. I suppose it was a nervous, anxious, excited, freaked out laugh! Luis was so excited! And so was I!
Finally today, May 6th, I go to the doctor for confirmation. It's annoying how they make you wait till ~6-8 weeks before they want to see you. So, in the meantime, we have kept this a secret! We did tell a few close friends fearing that if we didn't we might actually explode. But we wanted to wait till Mother's Day to tell our families...specifically our mothers. The reason for the wait till May 13th is that my Mom isn't coming down till then. We aren't celebrating Mother's Day until she's here.
So now our big secret is out. So now we wait...and prepare...and deal with the side effects of a human growing inside me...
Baby is due on Christmas. What a perfect gift.
