Those are the words that woke up my sweet husband on January 27th. That's right - remember that pregnancy test I took several weeks ago that was negative? Well, as it turns out, it was a false negative. I spose I took it too early (I really had no idea when I was actually "late"). So, yes, and wow and holy smoly I can't believe it - is this real?!! I kept thinking I was reading it wrong or I misunderstood. I only had one test - last time I took two. Blast the Dollar Tree for not selling digital pregnancy tests!! :)
That morning was one I will never forget. Septtro and I were able to have a moment together - sitting on the edge of the tub, smiling, crying, and praying. We immediately lifted up this new blessing to the Lord. Oh how I'd longed for the day when I could see two pink lines again, not one - two, wonderfully straight, pink visible lines. And it's finally here!
Sometimes it still doesn't seem real. The few people I told that day - I couldn't even bring myself to say the words "I'm pregnant". My words were, "I took another test and it was positive". Seriously, what if I somehow read it wrong - how stupid would I feel. I thought maybe because I wanted it so badly, I made myself believe it. Thus, the reason for me waking up Septtro the way I did.
So I went to the doctor Tuesday (Feb 10th) for my first appointment. Just being there made me nervous even though I knew they weren't going to do an ultrasound. It was just a consult and bloodwork. They were very nice - explaining everything to me and even went over insurance coverage; took some bloodwork and I was done. The nurse said I was 7 weeks and 5 days. I very graciously informed her that I was not. :) If that was the case, that first test I took would have shown up as positive. I obviously don't have a "typical" 28 day cycle. According to my calculations from keeping my basal temperature - along with the help of an online site - I was exactly 6 weeks at my appointment this past Tuesday. They said they don't do the first ultrasound until you're 10-12 weeks so I asked to wait later because I felt I was earlier than they thought. And so, I go back March 25th - the big day!
At first I thought I'd keep the pregnancy a secret for a long time - maybe until my next appointment. But that's a long time! And as far as I'm concerned, there's no safe week to spread the good news. I am so incredibly overjoyed and extremely humbled to be carrying this tiny life inside of me! God is so good.
If you think of me, please pray for my thought life. I get nervous and worried...some days more than others. It's a continual process...every minute of every day - to take my thoughts captive and make them obedient to Christ. And it takes strength and grace I don't have - I need His. And please pray for all those women who wish to be where I am...where I was not so long ago. For those who have lost babies and for those who haven't yet seen those 2 pink lines. His timing is perfect but it sure is hard to wait.
Praise the Lord for the gift of life! Oh how sweet it is!!