Excited!

I've been wanting to start a blog for a long time but I've never really been that great at blogging so I keep procrastinating. Well, here we are! :) On June 23rd we found out that we are expecting our first baby!! Yay! We are so excited.

The weekend before Aunt Flow was supposed to visit I started having some minor cramping and some not so minor heartburn (more than normal) so instantly I was suspicious that I was pregnant... but I didn't want to get to excited. We had only been trying for 2 months, and no one gets pregnant that fast, so I kept telling myself that I was just dreaming things. So Monday comes around and... No period. I kept calm and waited. Tuesday came and again, no period. So I'm still trying not to get excited but it just wasn't working. I've never one to have a lot of patience, when I want something I want it NOW! Anyway, so finally it's Wednesday, three days late, and I just can't stand it anymore. During my lunch break at work I sped to the dollar store, I don't want to spend ten bucks on a pregnancy test for it just to tell me not pregnant, and I run in and find the tests. There were only three on the shelf so I decided I better buy all three. Why not? They're only a dollar and I'll probably need more for next time I have a freak out. So I rush back to work and run to the restroom. As I'm sitting there staring at the test Andrew calls, I'm the only one in the restroom so I decided I might as well answer...

Me: "Hello?"
Andrew: "Hey, what are you doing?"
Me: "Nothing..."
Andrew: "Are you in the bathroom?!"
Me: "Yeah.... babe, we have two lines..."
Andrew: "Oh, wait, what does that mean?"
Me: "I think it's a positive...."

and then began the freak out. My hands started shaking and my heart started pounding. Andrew is telling me not to get too excited yet and I'm trying to take his advice but It's not working so well. I think he finally decided that I wouldn't be very good at conversation for a bit and we hang up. I ran back to my desk and drank the rest of my drink as fast as I could. I needed to take another test, just to be sure. So about half an hour later I'm trying not to pee my pants as I run to the bathroom. Again, another positive!! Oh my god! What do I do now?! Doctor, I need to call my doctor. So I run out to my car, so I can have some privacy, and called my doctor. The girl that answered the phone was so cute and helpful. She congratulated me and told me that she could hear me shaking, and when I asked her "How do I know it's real?" she laughs and tells me that she's pretty sure it's real. She helped me make my first appointment for July 20... seriously, I have to wait that long?... then she transfered me over to the nurse so I could ask some questions. Wow, this is real..

Skip to the next week. Andrew finally decides that we can tell our parents, I've been begging all week, he wanted to wait until we were 12 weeks and past the really iffy part but there was no way I could wait that long. So we went over to my mom's house (there was nothing at home for dinner anyway) and told them the good news. Mom started crying, gave me a hug, and then ran straight for the phone to call my aunt. Lol! Andrew so predicted that would happen. :) Then we went up to Andrew's mom's house and told her, and she cried. It was great. Everyone is so excited and happy. This baby is going to be spoiled rotten! This will be the first grandchild on both sides, and as the first grandchild (mostly) in my family I know just how spoiled the kid will be. So that's the story. And now we wait... eight more months to go.