You see, about 25 {ish} days ago I took one of these little thingies:
And whaddaya know it came up positive!? =) There really is a second line there, it was just really faint. After I took the test I went back to bed {it was 5am and of course I had to pee} with all of the "O.M.G." thoughts running through my head. About a minute later, Joe went to the bathroom. I left the test on the counter so I thought he saw it. I asked him and he said he didn't see anything. So I said, "Do you want to know or do you want to sleep?" He responded by jumping out of bed and running to the bathroom. =) We didn't get much sleep after that.
After texting my bestie, I decided that even after just one test I'd call the doctor. Went to the doctor's office and waited patiently for them to call me back and assign lab work. I peed in a cup and got the confirmation phone call about an hour and a half later. =)
So the real reason I haven't been blogging all that much is because I'm pregnant. And I am the world's worst at keeping secrets. I knew that if I even alluded to being pregnant someone would ask and I would spill the beans. Unfortunately, that seems to have been happening a lot lately. =P
The other reason I haven't been blogging much is also because I haven't been feeling that great. Morning sickness reared its ugly head right around 6 weeks. At first it was all-through-the-day sickness, but at least for now it seems confined to morning. For the past week {ish} I've been having trouble breathing. I thought it was because my allergies were driving me insane and usually my asthma reacts to my allergies. I've been taking allergy meds but nothing has really helped. I've also been using my inhaler way more than usual... So, today I went to the walk-in clinic to see what was going on. {Note: I still haven't had my first appointment. Our OB clinic - probably the same for all military - won't see me until I'm 12 weeks. I'm 8 right now.} Apparently, it's not just my asthma. After spending half the day in Tripler's OB/SDEC clinic, I got an EKG (which was normal), lab work, a referral to a pulmonologist (lung doctor) and an ultrasound. =)
The ultrasound was what I was really happy about. Haha!! I got a little upset when I learned the military only gives you one ultrasound at 20 weeks. {Read: I was a lot upset and probably overreacted a bit. Thanks, hormones.} So when the doctor dimmed the lights and turned on the ultrasound machine, Joe and I about lost it. =) So, here's the shot of our little one at 8 weeks:
{The pic says 7w6days, but I'm really 8w3d. Silly machine.}
I can't tell you how relieved I was to see our tiny little baby and to hear his/her heartbeat. =) After hearing all the doctor thought could be wrong, it was reassuring. And for the record, I'm fine. Just a little short of breath and super tired. Not too much to worry about until someone says so. The only thing that matters to me is that our little one is ok and has a nice, strong heartbeat...and that I'm breathing. 'Cause the baby kinda needs that too. Ha! And just for fun, here's the pic we used to announce the jelly bean on Facebook. {Because it's not official 'til it's on Facebook....right? ;-)}
So there you have it. I really went back and forth on whether I should announce so early. The worrier in me says, "No! You must be 12 weeks to announce!" But the optimist/person who trusts God says it doesn't really matter anyway. =)
Maybe I'll post more now that I don't have to keep anything a secret. =) Hope your Labor Day Weekend is off to a great start!
P.S. I think I found a cure for my baby fever after all.... ;-)
