Finding Out I Was Pregnant - August 14th 2017

Post From October 20th, 2017 - Reminiscing back to when I found out I was pregnant!

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Today I do not know how to feel. I look down, and my hands start to shake and sweat. Am I nervous? Am I excited? Am I scared? I would say it was a mixture of all three.

**5 minutes earlier**

Sits down to pee and decides, "eh let's just take a pregnancy test just in case as your period is two days late right? But it'll probably be negative just like the rest. Since my Mirena came out on June 15th, my period seemed to regulate, but I was still getting used to the crazy hormones and the changes happening in my body. I've felt super bloated, but apparently, that is what happens when you're "a real girl." I haven't been one of those for about five years. With Mirena, I barely even got a period bloating any of the above. (Stay tuned for my Mirena Story)

So I take out my little pee cup and my pregnancy test. I bought a bunch on Amazon because that was cheaper than purchasing a million of the clear blue and first response. Now we weren't actively trying, but we weren't actively protecting against either. I was having a lot of hormonal and bodily issues due to the Mirena so we decided to give my body a break.

I pee into the cup place the stick in for 5 seconds, and I put it flat on the bathroom sink. I glance quickly see the top line and say to myself, "okay yeah it is what I thought we are good to go." I wipe, pull my pants up, and wash my hands. As I reach down to throw the test in the garbage I see it. Faintly but it is there. That second little line.

Immediately I am sweating. I am feeling a million and ten emotions. nervous, excited, scared and happy all at the same time. Suddenly I feel like I am going to vomit, oh boy. (Which in turn ended up being followed by the runs for two hours.) I pace the house as my husband is on the phone with the insurance company.

What do say?

How do I say it?

Is he going to be happy?

How is he going to respond?

What do we do?

We have so much going on!

**Takes deep breath**

"Breath T, Breath," I say to myself.

I sit down on the couch, and I drink the rest of my bottle of water. As I start to think, I realize I knew. How could I not? The dozen trips to the bathroom throughout the middle of the night. The smell of white rice was making me sick. The motion sickness being 1000 times worse than usual.

My breasts! Oh, my goodness, this little A.5's as I like to call them have been the sorest, and I am a B cup by now if not working my way onto a B.5. (The half sizes make you feel bigger than the size of a 12-year-olds going through puberty! -- even though that's what they look like) Even down to the back pain and not being able to get comfortable in bed. Oh, Yeah, and the worst of all this bloating! I have been feeling bloated and gassy for two weeks now, and kept wondering "When the heck will this go away?!" I knew something was off, but I haven't been able to get a bearing on my body in the past year. The end of Mirena made me feel crazy, then it came out, and I felt even more insane all I've been doing is waiting for my body to regulate, and now I guess I'll be on an even bigger roller coaster ride with my body and its changes.

He is off the phone. Oh shit, it's time okay .. Action!

"Hey papa, can you come here for a minute?" I call from the living room.

He walks in back on the phone. *BIG SIGH* You have got to be kidding me! "Who are you on the phone with now love?" "It's the doctor baby just leaving a voicemail, one minute." A quick nod did the job. He walks back in, "Whats up love cake?" I point to the stick which I have now transferred to a sandwich baggie and placed on the living room table. He looks at me, and back down about three times then at my belly followed by a giant smile. "Wait, does that mean...?" I nod quietly as the tears start to roll down my face. "There is a minion inside of there that we made?" The excitement was written all over his face, but there was more I knew he was feeling about a million different emotions just as I was.

**phew relief**

Now, what do we do? Call the doctor? Wait before we get too excited, let's take another test just to be sure. I have a first response one under the sink. That one was immediately two lines. It didn't even think about it. So now I suppose we call the doctors.

Did you know they don't see you until you are 8-14 weeks? Well, that's not nerve-wracking or anything! So Our first appointment is September 19th, 2017! We are currently approximately five weeks pregnant, and our estimated due date will be April 21st, 2018.

Now to find ways to tell my parents! *AHHHHH***

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PEACE LOVE & HAPPINESS. LOVE THE SKIN YOU'RE IN. #BBTE