And we are becoming what?!?!

A lot of new things are happening here at the igloo. Besides being surrounded by a lot of boxes (have I mentioned how much I hate to move) our lives are going to begin to change. This is not a new concept for us to digest, or in a way it is. See, we are becoming parents. This little precious thing that is growing inside of me is going to be dependent on us for everything! I mean everything. But, since you are probably lost, let me try to fill you in.

On April 25, 2010, I took a pregnancy test. To my surprise, this was the result...

So, what does any sane human do, they take more than one. Not me, the hubs was at work, and I was beyond excited so I called him. I immediately started crying, but I do remember saying the words "we are going to be parents." I am not sure if at that point it sunk in yet, but I believe hubs was/is excited. Since it was Sunday, I waited until Monday morning and called the OB's office. From their conversation, they had me go have blood work drawn. I had blood work drawn on Monday and then again that Friday just to make sure the hormone levels were increasing. Thankfully the levels are fine.

In the meantime, I talked to the hubs and we decided, er um, I decided that I wanted to wait until Mother's Day to let my mom know that she was going to be a grandmother again. Did I wait, nope! How could I keep it in?!. That Friday April 30th, Hubs and I headed to my grandparents house which is where I knew I would find my folks. As soon as I walked into the door, here is the conversation that we had

Me: "Mom, you are going to be a grandmother again!"

Mom: "How?"

Me: "Hubs and I are pregnant!"

Mom started to cry.

We had our first appointment on May 13th, where we had our first ultrasound. Let me tell you. If you are a soon to be mom, or a reader who is thinking about becoming a mom let me warn you about the first ultrasound. I am only trying to be helpful here, but in order to hear the heart beat when you are this early is they have to stick the ultrasound probe up your vajayjay. Look, I am a nurse, but there are just some things that women need to be warned about. I strongly believe that this is one of those things! But, back to the story; The heartbeat of our little penguinito was 168 beats per minute.

It was at that moment that it actually hit me. I am going to be a mom. I am going to be a mom. Wait, I am going to be a mom! I started to tear up, and I looked at hubs, and all he could say was, "it looks like a seahorse!" So, from there on out, our babes at this point was lovingly called the seahorse.

I think that is enough for now, I will continue more on my journey so far. I hope you have a wonderful and blessed Tuesday!