We're having a baby!!!

Damon and I are overjoyed to announce that we are going to have a new addition to our family! Our little bundle is expected around September 9th. I found out very early (3 weeks, 3 days), so waiting for the first ultrasound is killing me. If you are reading this, you have either been given early privileges (highly unlikely- I like my little secret), or I am now telling everyone our happy news.

The intention of this blog is to keep everyone informed of what is going on in our lives. Right now, our lives are consumed with baby baking and house building. We are trying desperately to get our new house built. As of today, the house stuff is slowly moving- we had another set back just this morning. Luckily, I have other things to keep my mind occupied, and it is not the large to-do list on my desk at work.

So, since the house leaves little to tell, I'll go back to BABY! Baby is more fun to talk about anyway.

I found out December 28th- a slightly late Christmas present (the best this girl could hope and pray for)! I was home alone. Damon was at work, but I decided to go ahead and take a test. We have been trying for a while, so this was not anything out of the usual few-days-before-the-period-is-expected routine. Some months I was so tired of negatives that I didn't even bother testing early, but this wasn't one of those months. I took the test first thing after I got up. After about 30 seconds I didn't see anything, so I put the test down on the rug and went to let the dog outside. As I walked back to the bathroom I cursed God a little, yelling at my ceiling, "What do I have to do before you will want to give me a baby?" Seriously. My exact words. Geez. When I got back to the bathroom I leaned against the door frame. I looked down and saw two lines on the test. Surprisingly, I did not get excited immediately. I just stood there a moment, then I got down on my hands and knees and just looked at it for a while (a good minute or two). I am so used to scrutinizing those tests, trying desperately to see a nonexistent second line, that I was pretty much in shock. Then I started squealing, much like a little girl on Christmas morning. I definitely felt that way.

Here is my first test: (Yes, I took a few over the next week)

I decided I would wrap the test and give it to Damon as a late Christmas present. Raise your hand if you think he saw right through it. Here is my happy news, all wrapped up:

Damon came home after work, just to run back out the door, so I decided to wait until later that night. We were lying in bed, he was quite consumed with whatever football news was on TV, and I was just patiently waiting for a good time to give him my present. I had been dying to tell him all day, but I didn't want to tell him over the phone, where he would have been excited at work, instead of with me. I finally gave him the gift. He opened it and was very happy, but he said he had a feeling something like that was up. When I asked him why he said it was because I was smiling to myself when I thought he couldn't see and he said I'm not the type to be all smiles without a reason. Yeah- my hubby knows me.

So, I had my first appointment today (1/4/2012) and I am anxiously awaiting my bloodwork results. I should get a call in the morning with my Hcg levels. Hoping for high levels! I'll keep you posted. My next post will be complete with appointment info and all my early pregnancy observations.

Thanks for reading!