I am NOT pregnant...am I??

It was September 11th, and I had just dropped Madi off at preschool. Parker and I decided to run into Meijer to pick up a couple of things, including Thomas the Train toothpaste for the kids. After I picked out the toothpaste, I decided to swing by the pregnancy test section, and thought..."hmm...waste of money...or not?"

The truth is, I was utterly convinced that I was NOT pregnant. We had been trying for a couple of months, not very seriously, and this was the first month that I thought that I had tracked everything right. But the last several days, I had been feeling very "not" pregnant - kind of crampy, not super emotional, and just...normal. I even told Ben that very thing - and that I was kind of depressed about it.

So when I strolled by the pregnancy test shelf, I almost kept walking. But, I had a coupon, so I checked them out, realized that the test that we usually get (the kind that has the words "pregnant" or "not pregnant") would not work with my coupon, and then I ended up throwing it into my cart. I figured that if I was pregnant, then I would have bought the good kind of test and if I wasn't, then I would know for sure.

So, we trotted home and I took the test...and to my surprise...it said pregnant almost immediately. I had to laugh, because it just figured. Parker was standing there looking at me guffaw, and I thought, "You have no idea how this is going to rock your world, buddy." Then I scooped him up, gave him a squeeze, and proceeded to snap some pictures of the test, just in case it faded before I had a chance to show Ben.

Then I waited. School...Dinner...Kids to bed...and then I sat down next to Ben on the couch and told him I had something to show him. Then, I handed him the test. I know - so creative, huh? I thought about sending him a picture over his phone, because he was out of the office all day, but I couldn't get a clear enough picture. Then I thought about telling him it was an early birthday present, but the due date is actually late May instead of June. So no creativity...but I don't think it would have mattered, because regardless of what I would have done, I think he would have had the same reaction.

Shock.

Now this seems like a strange reaction, seeing that we were planning on this baby. But I guess my emphatic statement that I was NOT pregnant? He took that pretty seriously I guess. Who knew I was so persuasive? Anyways, it took him at least a half an hour to recover, and he has now decided that he definitely does not do well with surprises. You think? I mean, this was something we had talked about in detail, and he was still shocked!

Anyways, we are both very excited, especially because it is not March and it will get me through the semester before I am due. And well, a baby is just exciting to think about...and scary...and nerve wracking...and wonderful.

Here we go again!