In the beginning..

So.. John and I would talk about our future family from time to time. How many kids we want. Which room will be the first childs room. When it would happen. We had decided that we were going to wait until the summer time to start trying for a baby. I guess God had other plans..

To be honest, I would get a teensy bit disappointed each month when I wasn't pregnant. It wasn't that big of a deal though, because like I said, we were going to start our family in the summer time anyway. I guess John and I just missed each other a little too much when I went to California for a week for the Koenigsball! (Sorry Mom and Dad.. TMI*.)

About a week later, John and I were standing in the bathroom brushing our teeth and doing other mundane getting-ready-for-bed tasks and he looks at me and says "You're pregnant." I asked him why he would say such a thing. He said he saw it in my eyes, that the skin around my eyes was pinker than normal and that my eyes were sparkly. Hmm. I wondered whether or not to believe him! I HAD been hinting that the "timing" would have been right for getting pregnant. Then again, I had said that before, that the timing was close. Perhaps he really did see something in my eyes! So anyway, I really clung to that thought. I asked him probably every day "Do you really think I'm pregnant?" He would answer that yes, he really thought I was pregnant.

A couple of days later, I started to notice that my rosy cheeks would stay with me all day instead of just going away shortly after I got out of the shower. Could it be? The glow of a pregnant woman? Also, my boobs were getting a little bit bigger. Woohoo! Not much though, only enough for me to notice. I also wasn't getting any of my typical PMS so naturally I started to obsess! In the shower I would touch my belly and ask God "Please let there be a baby in there." By Friday, February 23rd, I couldn't handle it anymore and decided I was going to take the pregnancy test a couple of days early.

John came home from work in the morning and got into the shower. I grabbed the pregnancy test box and held it up to the shower door and asked "So you wanna find out?" I don't even remember what he said because I was going to take the test no matter what his answer was. I excused myself to the toilet, sat down, and peed on the stick. I set the stick on the counter face down so neither one of us could cheat. And waited.. and waited.. for THREE WHOLE MINUTES. I tried to distract myself by walking in circles. John was as cool as could be and just combed his hair like it was no big deal. So calm under pressure!

Finally the 3 minutes was up and I jumped onto the bed and told John to bring the stick over WITHOUT PEEKING!! and he layed next to me. I told him I was scared that it might say "Not Pregnant". I was really going to be disappointed because this rosy cheek thing was really awesome.

He flipped the stick over and looked at it and his eyes got a little bigger and then he looked at me. My mind went a hundred different directions in less than a second trying to read him. I said "Let me see." He turned the stick towards me.. Pregnant! John leaned over and immediately started singing "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine" to my belly. He is the best husband I could have ever wished for.

I spent the entire day at the computer studying how big the baby is at this point (still not visible to the naked eye), and what to expect. I also scheduled an appointment with an OB/GYN. They don't see patients until the 8th - 10th week so my appointment is March 30th. I guess there's not much they can do anyway before that time other than confirm what the pee stick already told me.

I am elated and scared at the same time. Happy and sad. A whole mix of emotions! Elated because, hello, I'm pregnant! Scared because it's going to hurt like heck when it comes out. Happy because I am going to be a Mommy! Sad because my own Mama and Daddy have to take a plane to visit. The good thing is that they are only a phone call or instant message away. :) Then again, how awesome will it be to go to California every summer with the kids and have vacation at the Schulz house! I hope my parents buy some bunk beds..

I'm going to have a BABY!

I hope you will join me as I begin this fantastic journey. I will try to keep my blog updated as much as possible. Sometimes there might be TMI. (*Too Much Information, as in: More personal details than you cared to know. See example above.) Sometimes I will express my joy, frustration, illness, discomfort, cravings, and whatever else comes along with being pregnant. Sometimes I will post pictures of sonograms, my belly, furniture, and baby clothes. Feel free to share your own personal experiences, your thoughts, your advice of old wives tales, and tried and true remedies. Thanks for reading!

Love,
Bianka