The Stick

There really is a line on the left side.  I know it looks faint, but I swear, it's there!

I swore I would never take a picture of a stick I urinated on.  I thought it was really ridiculous of those other moms-to-be to share a picture of something covered in urine.  Yet another reason why you should "never say never." 

I put Craig on notice when I was three days late for my monthly friend.  The darn thing had been coming like clockwork, so I had an inkling that something was up.  It was five days late when I decided to utilize the lonely pregnancy test stick that's been sitting in a bathroom drawer for the last 10 months while we haphazardly tried to conceive.  It was 5:30am.  I couldn't sleep anymore (I'm not one who can stay in bed if I have to pee), so I got up and decided to just do it.  Well, what do you know?  Two lines!  Thank goodness First Response puts the key to the lines right on the stick because I was way too nervous to think. 

I didn't have typical signs of early pregnancy that I knew about, but apparently frequent urination is a sign of hCG production.  I thought I was just drinking more water than usual...

Anyway, I woke Craig up at 5:45am to tell him the good news.  He was excited also, though he did tell me he was too old for this, haha!  I couldn't stop smiling (and haven't yet), and I had such bottled up excited energy.  I ended up cleaning the heck out of the house, doing all the laundry (including washing curtains), and planting flowers all in the span of the morning!  We went to a family birthday party where I spent my newly found excited energy in the form of pushing the kids on the swing, running around, and jumping some rope.  Thank goodness by the time we got home in the evening, I was tired; otherwise, I might have started in on cleaning the basement or the closets!

The only bad part to the day?  Holding in the good news!  We decided to wait on telling our families and friends until I take another test next week (maybe Craig thinks I rigged the initial one?) and possibly until the first doctor appointment.  Either way, we're keeping it bottled up inside until it's been a little while. 

As for a due date, I'm not quite sure.  It's possible that our little angel was conceived on Mother's Day 05/12/13 (which would be a really sweet story), or 04/28 or 05/01.  All of the online due date calculators say that we should expect our bundle of joy in late January or early February (02/02 would be nice - that's also my Dad's birthday).  I guess we'll wait and see what the doctor thinks.

I asked Craig to take a picture of me (in front of the dogwood tree in the backyard) to document my crazy big smile and my happiness in knowing that I was carrying our little Baby LaTour.