Those First (OMG) Moments

You guys I am going to apologize in advance that this week is going to be all about baby. So feel free to wander elsewhere in the blogosphere if baby just is not your thing right now.

This is the story of how we found out..

After a brunch out with my friends from book club (where I consumed three mimosas and had sunny side up eggs) I decided to come home and pee on a pregnancy test. I don't know if it was the news my other friend, Amy, was expecting or if it was the fact that my boobs were straight up hurting. Whatever the case I took the test while David was at the grocery store.

Honestly I think I took it out of boredom.

And then this happened.

I blankly stared down at that perpendicular line that was the difference between pregnant and not pregnant. Anxiously awaiting the sound of the garage door opening so I could tell David.

There was no time or thought for a cute announcement. This info had to leave my mouth right away.

As he walked into the kitchen I followed him in with my test and hand in my pocket.

"Babe, so, umm, it's crazy but, um"

I was stammering, tripping over my tongue, heart racing.

"What Laura? Spit it out" David already getting flustered. 

"We're going to have a baby!"

I thrust the stick into his face as proof.

We both started laughing and smiling. Such a surreal moment. Weird memory is that I was wearing a puffer vest and I can distinctly remember the noise it made as David rubbed his hand up and down my back.

I had to take Finn on a walk by myself - to pace, to get out of the house. Honestly - to freak out a little bit. And that whole entire walk I kept smiling and laughing to myself. 

"We're having a baby"

When I was about one minute away from home David called me to ask where his pregnant wife was. I think he could hear my smile through the phone.

Funny thing with our pregnancy is that we actually had no idea we were pregnant until the day before New Years Eve and even at that time I thought I was only four weeks. Turns out that very same week I had some bleeding and the doctor told me to come in the following Monday.

Imagine my shock when here I was thinking I was 6 weeks and she announces that I am actually 9 weeks (meaning we had been pregnant prior to Thanksgiving!). And sure enough there was a big white blob on the screen that represented the life I was growing.

Life has not been quite the same since.