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Journaling: Jan 10th, 2010 It was a Sunday, and it was John's weekend to work. The girls and I had been to church and then out to lunch with my parents and my brother. I had been feeling just not quite right and even had some nausea in the mornings and evenings for the past few days. I really thought it was just in my head though, because afterall, getting pregnant didn't come easy to John and I. It had taken medical help and fertility medication to get pregnant with both of the girls. A 3rd child wasn't out of the question, but we had just assumed when we made that decision, we'd have to go down the same route. And we hadn't planned on that route any time soon. I had a test on hand and figured, why not? So I took it, and pretty much instantly the first window showed a blue line. I immediately thought, "wait. isn't the first window the RESULT window?" I hadn't even given the test enough time to complete as I was frantically flipping through the leaflet to confirm my thought. And yes. The first window WAS the result window. By this time enough time had passed that BOTH windows had that bright blue line. I can not even explain the range of emotions I went through at that point. Just to say that I was shocked and surprised is SUCH an understatement. As I stood there my heart beginning to race and hyperventilating, so much was running through my head. I was pregnant. I was actually PREGNANT. And I really needed to calm down before I passed out! Then I realized that I had to wait 5 hours before John got home. I couldn't call him at work with this kind of news. When John did get home I couldn't help thinking how he had no idea at all what was coming. I hadn't even told him I'd been feeling bad the past few days. I told him I had gotten him a present and I couldn't return it. Then I asked him to try not freak out when he saw how expensive it was. And then I showed him the stick. He was silent for what seemed like forever, but was probably only 5 or 6 seconds. The he began to repeat "you're joking", over and over again. All I could say was, "Look at the stick John. Does it LOOK like I'm joking?!" And then I left him alone for a bit so he could process the news. Now granted this took up completely by surprise and wasn't in the plan. At least not now. But one thing I do know is that sometimes, and often most of the time, our plans are not God's plans. And that's completely ok. In fact, it's more than ok. It's wonderful. It's awesome. We could not be more happy, and we're really looking forward to welcoming this new baby into our lives later on this year.


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