Oh, Baby! Here We Go!

Watching my sweet little baby bump grow, shopping for adorable maternity clothes, picking a meaningful baby name, all things that made me think that my pregnancy would be one of the most wonderful times of my life. This was, of course, until week 6 when morning sickness hit. It wasn't until then and failed attempts of using ginger gum, sea bands and saltines to ease my nausea, that I realized pregnancy is tough! And, how come nobody told me this? Well, I'm telling you! So here it is, the Diary of a Wimpy Mama!

(My husband, Jeff, holding a positive test on Valentine's Day!)

I'm now just about 8 weeks along. My husband, Jeff, and I confirmed the big news on Valentine's Day. I shouldn't say that it was a surprise, considering I'd taken a test the day before, which looked promising. What does that mean? It was negative. And, it was positive. So, here I learned my first lesson of pregnancy:
1. When the test instructions indicate that you need to wait 3 minutes to read the results, wait the 3 minutes!
I took this first test during the wee hours of the morning. After immediately reading a negative result, I trashed the test. That afternoon, Jeff and I were in the bathroom both getting ready before we went out for a bit. I told him that I'd taken a test and that it turned out negative. Without thinking much about it, I pulled the test out of the trash can. It was positive. Well, we spent the next hour on Google trying to figure out what that meant. After all, the test had been sitting in the can for over 6 hours at that point - could it really be trusted? So, we made a decision that I would take another test the next day, Valentine's Day.  Over some cheap Chinese food, served on tacky Valentine's decorations from the Dollar Tree, we celebrated what would undoubtedly be one of our most memorable Valentine's Days.