Pregnancy Journal: Finding Out

When did you find out you were pregnant?
On January 25, 2012, I woke up and took a pregnancy test.  There was a line, but it was so faint I could barely see it.  I didn't tell Jon because I was afraid he would think I was an idiot.  I already had some signs of being pregnant - namely some pretty rough exhaustion and the sudden urge to throw up after grilling some chicken.  I decided I would wait a few more days to take another test, just to see if the line got darker.

Later that day, I told him about it because I couldn't stand it anymore.  He fished the test out of the trash and looked at it.  He saw the line too!  But I told him not to get too excited and that I would test again on Friday.  It was the longest three days of my life.  But Friday morning I tested again and the line was much darker.  It was confirmed.  There would be a baby in October!

How did you feel the moment you found out?
Honestly, I felt a little overwhelmed the moment I found out.  We were trying, but I think the enormity of it all actually hadn't hit me until I saw that little line form.  And really, the enormity is still hitting me on an almost daily basis as I think about the many ways our life is about to change.  And the amazing moments we have in store for us.  I sat in the bathroom and cried for about a minute.  Not sad tears, happy ones - the realization of a dream I've had for many years.  The fact that so many of my dreams are coming true in just one year: marrying the love of my life, buying our first house, and having our first child - well, it's just so much happiness to experience all at once!  And I couldn't be happier if I tried!

Who was the first person you told and their reactions?
The very first person I told was Jon.  I had the little plastic baby from a King Cake that we had at work that I swiped for this very reason.  I put the baby, the positive pregnancy test, and a little card in a box.  Here's what the contents looked like.

I didn't say anything when I handed him the box, except that I got him something special.  He opened the box and for a second didn't say anything.  But then, when the full meaning came over him, his whole face broke into the largest grin I've ever seen.  His eyes brightened and he just kept repeating over and over: "I'm going to be a daddy."  It was such an awesome moment.  He was sitting in a chair and I was standing up, and he hugged me, with his head near my stomach.  It was really sweet.  We told our parents a little bit later.  We bought them a pacifier and a pair of baby socks and wrapped them up in a box - one for my parents and one for his mom.  They all asked the same question when they opened their boxes: "Are you trying to tell me something?"  My mother started to cry.  My dad shook Jon's hand and said congratulations.  Then he hugged me and said it again.  Everyone else we have told has been super-excited too.  We are more than excited.  We are thrilled and can't wait to meet our baby in October!