Finding Out & Telling My Hubs

Oh my goodness you guys, where has the last couple of weeks gone?! I have been buried with work....nearly working around the clock on a huge presentation/proposal that I just.got.out.of. Not only am I done - yeah! but the clients loved everything, so double yeah!! I feel so relieved and hope to get back to a somewhat normal schedule again. And by that, I mean keeping up with blogs! I have an all-time high of 1,279 unread blogs in my reader (probably higher by now) and as you know, haven't blogged in almost a week and a half...so sorry! But that's allll about to change. Thank you guys SO SO much for all the sweet comments and your excitement on our big news! And also for those of you who emailed to make sure I was okay since I hadn't posted in awhile. :) I have the best readers!! :)

So, here goes the rest of the story. Or I guess the story since I never told you the actual story, but just the ending? Nevermind...here's what happened. As you may recall from this post, I had planned on trying adoptive breastfeeding. In order to do that, you have to take some meds to induce lactation. For best success with actually getting a supply, it is recommended that you take birth control. Well, as I had not been on birth control in several years, I had made an appointment to go see my doctor and get started on the pill. My appointment was coming up, so I was filling out the necessary forms and I started to try to figure out when my last cycle was, and suddenly was like..."Woah...I'm late." Though my cycle is pretty much like clock work, I convinced myself it was probably just stress or something causing me to be late. So I let most of the day go by, and by 6 pm that evening I said to myself, "What the heck, I'll just go buy a test at Dollar Tree and that way it's not a total waste. Plus I could totally go for some of their apple bars right now." (Have you had those?! SO good!!)

So off I go to Dollar Tree. I've always heard their tests work. Since they were always negative for me, I assumed they didn't...but turns out they were actually right, so I guess they did work? {I ramble too much.} So I bought 2 pregnancy tests, 1 box of apple bars, 3 styrofoam balls for a project I saw on a blog awhile back, and a Diet Dr. Pepper (that was fun while that lasted). I drove back home and took the test like the rebel I am, nevermind the fact that it says to take it first thing in the morning. So I took it, and here is what I saw:

Do you see that faaaaint line in the test panel? Yeah, never had a *thing* there before. I thought my eyes were just seeing things, so I took a picture, and saw it in the picture, so decided we might be on to something here. I debated back and forth on if I should go buy the real deal. The emotions I was experiencing at that time were unreal. It was just weird...I don't really know how to describe it. So next thing I know, I'm driving to Wal-Mart and trying to call Patrick. I couldn't reach him, so thought I'd just go buy a real test so I'm not wondering.

In to Wal-Mart I go...and buy a box of the digital dummy proof tests and a cup. No, I'm not coordinated enough to pee on the stick for 5 seconds, so a cup was necessary. And I didn't want to wait to drive back home to take the test, so here I come ghetto-fab Wal-Mart bathroom. All I remember was holding my breath because it smelled SO bad in there I thought I was going to vomit. Then next thing you know, this popped up...(please note: this picture was not actually taken in the Wal-Mart bathroom, but the test was. :) )

So yeah, that's when the freaking out started. I couldn't believe. This can't be happening, right? But it was. So I quickly tried to think of a neat way to tell Patrick. When we first started trying to get pregnant, I had so many fun ideas stashed away. Somehow, those all vanished from my mind so I did the most unoriginal thing ever and wrapped up my pregnancy test. Fortunately I was still at Wal-Mart, so I went back and picked up a little gift bag and a greeting card. When I was checking out, the cashier noticed I had another Wal-Mart bag already so said, "I'm going to need to see your bag and receipt please." Umm...awkward. My eyes were darting so she probably thought I was stealing something. When she saw an open box of pregnancy tests she quickly said, "You're fine" and her right eye started twitching. Good thing I wasn't buying a "With Regrets" greeting card...that probably would've sent her over the edge.

So here is the little package all ready for Patrick. It sat waiting....and waiting...and waiting for him to get home. FINALLY he got home and was all surprised to have a gift. He read the card first but still had no clue. So he opened the bag and pulled out the pregnancy test and said...."Where'd you get this?! Who's is this?!" I said "It's mine!" and he was just speechless. For like ever. He just kept saying "wow" and "no way" over and over. Then he made me take the other one to prove it was really mine. :) Not really, but I did take the other one and it came up the same way, and we still couldn't believe it. After another test or 7, we took some time to pray together and thank God for this miracle, as well as ask for guidance on the adoption front. We knew our agency's policy, but there was still a lot to consider. (I will go into all that in the next post.) It was a wonderful time together that brought tears, both of joy and sadness, for various reasons. It is so incredibly humbling to receive a miracle from God...it means so much to so many, and we thank God for this incredible blessing.

Well, though I am done with the huge presentation, I still have several other work related things I have to take care of so I'm going to have to stop here today. I promise to be back tomorrow to continue the details though! Now I'm off to take care of a few things and catch up on some blog reading in between. Can't wait...I've missed you guys!! :)