How Did We Get Here (Part One)

I think this more to myself than I would probably ever want to let on.  But here it is, I'm going to let all of you in on a little secret, and by "all of you" I mean the two MAYBE three people that probably read this.  Before I get into the nitty-gritty, here is the story behind the reason for this post:

As I've stated before I have recently developed a liking to reading blogs, mostly mommy/pregnancy blogs, but lesbi-honest, I read anything that catches my eye (I have a lot of down time to fill while I'm pretending to work).  Anyway, when I stumbled across my first "bump" blog I was pretty intrigued to say the least, I mean its kind of cool how we live in a world where technology can literally keep a log of your daily life and momentous events; because let's face it, I lose everything.  It wasn't log until I had finished the first and wanted more, so I took to pinterest to fuel my desire.  Pinterest is a god by the way.  I miiiight have gone a little overboard on the whole pregnancy blog thing but honestly I thoroughly enjoy them and while I still feel like I am ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY PERCENT lost on this pregnancy road I find myself on, they seem to offer me a comfort of sorts to know that maybe I shouldn't freak out THAT bad about the scale now reading numbers I have never dreamed of.  MOVING ON, while I will continue to brag on all these wonderful women I have come across in my trek of the internet, the one thing I have noticed is they all fall into the same category: "Happily married and overjoyed to find out they are expecting their little"  Which is perfect and amazing.  But that's not my situation and I know that its not how it ALWAYS works, but why can't I find any blogs that have the "happily single mommy"?  Okay, no I'm not single but I'm not married either and I know there are more girls out there that would appreciate reading a blog like mine. But I'm getting ahead of myself, point is: (and you can chose to take offense to this if you want, I mean none)  As much as I love Adam and know he is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with I wasn't ready to be a mom yet, I wasn't even sure if I EVER wanted to be a mom.  It's a harsh reality when you have to accept the hand that is dealt to you and go with it.  With that said, please don't click the "x" at the top right corner JUST yet.  It might have taken me awhile to accept the road that was laid out for me but the point is I did, and honestly I can say I'm pretty excited to meet this little boy and I hope nothing more to be the best Mommy I can to him. So here's the story:

March 28, 2013 (I believe): It was a Thursday, I remember because I had a perfect job interview line up for the next morning, I had been feeling sick to my stomach a few morning that week but I honestly didn't think anything of it.  I was always irregular and the thought of being pregnant didn't even cross my mind.  It was on the tip of everyone else's tongue though and after laughing it off and telling them to stop being dumb I was driving home and I thought to myself "I'll just take the spare I have and get them all to shut up about it".  So I did just that. I got home, Adam was still at work, I went upstairs and grabbed the leftover test I had laying under the sink. So I did my thing and laid it on the counter next to me and before I had even stood up to flush the toilet this is what my eyes are met with:

 

 

I mean immediately.  The "test" line wasn't even visible yet, but sure enough BRIGHT blue your ego is preggo.  So what do I do? I immediately call my best friend.  Here's a how the next five to ten minutes play out:

 

Amanda: Hello?

Alissa: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

 

Eventually we concluded I would drive out to Eagan to her place while she ran to the store to purchase more tests.  I didn't call Adam, I didn't tell him anything. I had NO idea what to say.  To make this a little less tedious to read I'll shorten the next couple hours.  I took a total of one million, okay three more tests, all of which were VERY positive.  Point made: I was pregnant.

 

Next posting when I decide to be unlazy: The unveiling to Adam.