Just the two of us?

At about 6:45 this morning, I found out I was pregnant. Is it fitting that today is Labor Day? They say it’s best to pee first thing in the morning, so I knew as soon as I’d wake up today, I’d take the test. It’s not that I was sure I was, but I wasn’t sure I wasn’t. Does that make any sense? As soon as I took the test, the line appeared. It was really interesting to watch it appear. First of all, it’s really early in the morning, so I thought, “Am I awake? Am I seeing things?” But, no, I wasn’t seeing things and yes, I was awake. In fact, I woke up real quick! I sat on the bench in my bathroom just looking at the test for a few minutes before I woke up Chris. Chris, poor Chris, was up late playing video games. I don’t think he came to bed until well after 4AM and there I go waking him up with a pee stick in hand waving it in his face less than three hours later. But in usual Chris fashion, he was awesome. I thought, just knowing us, that I’d be the calm one and he’d be the nervous one, but nope. It was totally the other way around. I just kept saying, “Oh my God, we’re going to have a baby!” over and over again. I felt sick. I think it was more nerves than anything. And Chris just kept rubbing my head and kissing my cheek. He’s the best husband ever.

So, I’m pregnant. And sometime in May (according to TheBump.com’s due date estimater), we will have a baby. Wow. That’s crazy, huh?

Now it’s a little after 8AM and Chris has run out to grab us some breakfast and I decided I needed to write. I’m not a journal-keeping kind of girl and everyone I know has a blog, so why shouldn’t I? I haven’t decided how to tell my mom. Or Chris’s folks. I don’t think we will for a few days. My best friend Emily is coming over a little later today. My other best friend Lori just had her darling daughter on Thursday. In three weeks, Emily, my other best friend Jessica and I are taking a trip to Savannah. Chris wants me to wait eight weeks to tell them. Man, that is going to be HARD. I am not good at not telling things I am excited about. Although, we didn’t tell many people about our house until the week before we moved. Eight weeks isn’t too long, right?