Six months ago I left my family, friends, new house, and my dog Molly to embark on an adventure in Australia with my husband Ray. We thought our adventure would consist of new people and places, spending lots of time together, and growing in our relationship as well. But this was not the only adventure that God had in store for us! I've spent almost the last three months now learning quite quickly what it means to be "sicker than a dog," "moody," "fatigued," etc.
Ray and I thought that now was as good a time as any to start trying to have a baby. If it happens, it happens. Well, October and November came and went, and then came December and I'm happily blessed with a child!
For many, (women that is), would like to know the details, so I will tell you in a note on facebook, since most of you probably cannot wait another week or two to hear the whole story, which is fine. Ray was gone during the week before Christmas, and I was feeling a bit "outside myself" for the past week. I felt strange, and began to feel obsessed with possible pregnancy symptoms I may or may not have been feeling. I decided that since no one was there to tell me I was crazy, I would be crazy and go out and buy a pregnancy test 5 days before my missed period. I thought it would show up negative and I would feel 'normal' again. Well, that's not what happened. It was positive right away, and my response was "HOLY SHIT!" (you'll have to excuse the language, I was suprised!) So I decided another pregnancy test of a different brand, a few days later was in order. That was positive as well. So, I began researching the odds of false positives. There really is not such a thing. So, I was pregnant. But that did not mean one more test, two days later, was not necessary. Of course it was necessary...three positive pregnancy tests.
I kept my little secret from Ray for 5 days! Until he returned from South Africa. He came in the door, put his luggage down, kissed me and I said "Let's open your Christmas present!" I had wrapped up some baby clothes that said "I love my daddy" on it and two positive pregnancy tests. He opened it, and just starred at the box. He then looked at me, and then starred back at the box. Looking around for his 'real' present I guess. Then he says to me, "really?" with tears in his eyes. He gave me a big hug, asked one or two questions about it, and asked me if I wanted to see his South African pictures. Bless his heart!
Ray's parents were the first to know our news since they were arriving two days before Christmas. Spending two weeks with them over the holidays and not having a drink or two, or three we thought was a bit obvious so we told them, by showing them "what I got Ray for Christmas." They were thrilled. After they left we then shared our news with my parents. The grandparents seemed to catch on WAY faster to the "I love my daddy" statement, than Ray did. But it's those little things that make this story fun!
For the past 4 or 5 weeks now, I have not been feeling great. Some of you may be putting the pieces together now about why I have not been laying out by my pool, or why I would be wanting cherry popsicles. And for those I've lied to, my deepest apologies! It seemed to have been expected, wanted, or hoped by many that I would come back pregnant, and so Ray and I tried to keep it a secret that we were even trying, so that there would be some element of surprise in the end.
I have had ultrasound already at 8 weeks and 4 days. Ray was there to see the heart beat. The baby was only 2cm long. It was an amazing thing to see where the arms and legs were going to be, and see that life inside of me. The ultrasound put me at a due date of August 29, but another date would be August 31rst. Needless to say, the baby will decide in the end when he or she is ready, but it will be around then. So yes, I will be a big, fat, sweaty whale this summer...nice visual huh? :)
I am so glad that my friends now know along with my family. I appreciate all the 'congratulations' and I am so excited to share this baby's life with all of you. You are all such amazing friends, and Ray and I are so grateful for your support! (Now I will begin to put up "baby bump" pictures.) :)
