Tuesday, October 22

A third line so faintly blue that I thought I was imagining it appeared, making the cross on the test positive.  My bright idea in the midst of having a freak out was, “Maybe if I break the test apart and take a million photos of it I’ll be able to tell what is actually there.” There was definitely a third positive line, so obviously the answer was: the test is faulty.

Jess came home from his morning classes and I’m still surprised he didn’t catch on that something was up. I’m sure it looked like I had just seen a ghost and then passed out a few times while he was gone. I decided I wasn’t going to tell him because I wanted to make sure, but of course that idea entirely vanished as soon as there was a lull in our conversation. This is about how it happened:

“So I took a test this morning and there was a line…” I know, not exactly how a girl pictures telling her husband. I had this all planned out, a cute card or a special dinner, something other than a lame announcement with a quivering voice! You can guess that Jesse was very confused about what kind of test I took and what line I was referring to. By this time it was too late for me to make a Pinterest worthy announcement so with tears of joy on the verge of breaking free I barely choked out, “I think I”m pregnant!” There was screaming, spin around hugs and kisses, and of course complete shock. About 10 tests later I started to believe that there really was a human being growing inside of me.

Now about the title of this post. Feeling your baby move for the first time = best. feeling. intheworld. She was feeling extra acrobatic this morning and it felt like something I can only describe as flutters. All I could do was smile and stare at my little belly bump in awe. July please hurry up.

Yours Sincerely,

An impatient woman.