Well, here goes. Due to the pressure from my family and finding out that my husband has already been telling everyone, I figured it was finally time. So here is the news, drum roll please.....We are pregnant! (I can just hear you all cheering.) Currently I am 13 1/2 weeks, and hopefully starting to feel better. The morning sickness for the last about 9 weeks has been a little frustrating and to say the least, not at all enjoyable. I am waiting for the time to come when I am a cute pregnant lady who is enjoying her pregnancy, but right now I am not hopeful. The morning sickness has started to lessen so I am hoping, that I am on the downhill side of that part.
Zac and I are very excited, and as we talk about it, we are adjusting more to the idea of being parents. I think I am going to start calling Zac 'daddy' when it gets a little closer and see if it freaks him out, haha. Right now our due date is Nov, 9th. But I think that it is actually Nov. 1st, so I am hoping that the baby grows and catches up to my calendar. Not likely, but I can hope. We still have about 6 1/2 weeks before we find out the sex of the baby, but I think we are both just so excited that it doesn't matter what we have. We probably each have our preference for our first, but I have mixed feelings so I will be happy with whatever this baby is.
So here is the story, the last week of February I began to have impressions in my mind that I was pregnant. All I could think was, this has to be wishful thinking, why am I even thinking about being pregnant? So after playing with the idea in my head for about three days, I bought a pregnancy test, without telling Zac. It was negative so I told Zac about it, and he seemed to just push it off as if it was nothing. So another three days later I took another test because I still couldn't get the idea out of my head. Negative again. Then we went to church on Sunday and had a Joseph Smith lesson in Relief Society, it talked about when Joseph was in jail and wrote about baptisms for the dead because it was continually pressed upon his mind. In that moment it was like the Holy Ghost said, why do you keep questioning this, you know what the answer is? we have the reversed schedule so by the time we got to Sacrament, I sat down by Zac and told him that I must be pregnant. We waited another week and then went to the doctor to take a test because the at home stuff was not giving me what I wanted. Sure enough, it was positive.
I was planning on waiting a week to tell our families because we were going to Vegas to see my parents the next weekend, but my ever excited husband could not wait. We went to dinner that night and he begged me to let him tell his parents, of course I couldn't say no, so I gave in and we called our parents. Everyone seemed excited, and for us the excitement continues to build, in spite of the sickness and exhaustion.
It was certainly overwhelming in the beginning to find a doctor and get things situated, but I am now at the point where it is hard to hold in the excitement and I am ready for everyone to know. So there you go, that's the surprise, hopefully you weren't too disappointed hoping it was something better. But for us, it is the best surprise.
(I will post a picture once I start to look pregnant, but right now I am losing weight instead of gaining so it might be a couple weeks.)