Wow. Has it really been 3 months since I last posted? Our poor blog has been completely neglected, but I have a really good reason. I'm pretty sure the majority of our readers (our friends and family) know about our big news, but I thought I'd post it on here anyway because eventually, I plan to make this blog into a memory book.
After spending a perfectly wonderful long weekend in Cape May and Atlantic City to celebrate our first wedding anniversary, we found out that we'll have a new addition to our family arriving around June 7, 2010!
Exactly 3 months ago today, we found out! Our weekend in Cape May and Atlantic City was great. The weather wasn't great the first couple days, but the last few days were perfect. We spent our time in Cape May relaxing, eating lots of yummy food including dinner at the Washington Inn and once the weather got nicer, we sat on the beach. We spent the last night in Atlantic City at the Water Club and had a wonderful anniversary dinner at Bobby Flay's Steakhouse at the Borgata.
So, here's the story of how we found out that I am pregnant. All weekend while we were in NJ, I was feeling a little "off". I kind of felt like I had a cold and was kind of rundown, but I couldn't figure out how to make it better. Towards the end of the weekend, my stomach started feeling a little crampy and almost every time after I ate a meal, I felt kind of nauseous. The symptoms were all kind of weird, and for most of the weekend, I kept telling Ryan that I wanted to take a pregnancy test. He wouldn't let me because he didn't want it to ruin our weekend if I took a test and it was negative. We returned home late on Monday evening, and I had stopped obsessing over it. We brought all of our stuff inside and got settled, and I realized that I had forgotten to take a test. So, I started drinking lots of water so I'd have to use the bathroom. I took the test, and it was NEGATIVE! I couldn't believe it, because I couldn't figure out why I had felt the way I did all weekend. It kind of made me feel a little crazy, like I was making it all up. I showed Ryan the results and ended up going to bed really early that night. I was pretty upset and ended up having a good cry over the negative test. In all honesty, I don't think I was so sad about the negative test as I was about my fear that maybe something was wrong with one of us and that we could possibly have infertility issues. Looking back on that night, I realize that those thoughts were completely irrational. After I stopped crying, I decided to read the instructions for the test, and it said that the best time to take a test was first thing in the morning and that if you took a test and got a negative result but thought it was wrong, to wait 3 days before taking another test. The timing couldn't have been better. We had Melissa & Pete's wedding that weekend, and I decided I'd take another test on Thursday just to make sure so I'd know if I could drink at the wedding. I didn't tell Ryan that I was going to take another test because I didn't want to talk about it or have the pressure of him knowing about it. If I took another test, and it was negative, I'd just throw it away and not say anything about it to him. Thursday morning finally arrived, and I woke up at 5:30am because I really had to use the bathroom. I decided to just go ahead and take the test and get it over with and what do you know, the test was POSITIVE! THE TEST WAS POSITIVE AT 5:30 IN THE MORNING! I didn't want to wake Ryan (we all know he's not a morning person), so I went downstairs to try and get the excitement out of my system. The only words I could get out were "Holy shit, holy shit...." I came back upstairs and tried unsuccessfully to go back to sleep until it was the normal time to get up. I tried to take my time getting ready and waited for Ryan to get out of the shower and dressed before I told him. I walked into the bathroom where he had just finished brushing his teeth and said "I have something to show you" and showed him the test. He just looked at me and got the biggest smile on his face and said "We did it!" and gave me a big hug. Definitely a morning that we'll never forget. As of today, I'm 16 weeks and 3 days pregnant and will be doing weekly posts hopefully starting next week (week 17).
