Wasn't that sweet of the Engineer to post about us being pregnant? He had a feeling we had achieved "success" this time and asked if he could be the one to post about it. Considering he hasn't posted in a yearish I was happy to hand over the keyboard. But I was thinking you all might want a little more detail...so here's MY side of things.
I've developed this new happy dance since becoming pregnant. Have you ever seen the horse trotting during the Summer Olympics. You know, the absolutely ridiculous sport where the horse prances forwards, then to the side, fast and then slow. And you sit there and think to yourself out loud "What the heck?".
Well the Engineer and I have occasionally in life mimicked this prancing to make fun of such horse play. AND it turns out that this is my happy dance. We had an inkling that I was pregnant two Sundays ago, so on Monday morning I got up and peed on 3 sticks. The first two were the line ones and the last one was the glorious Clear Blue Easy one that I have been saving for such an occasion. Once I saw faint lines on both of the line ones I decided it was time to pull out my one and only infamous digital test. Low and behold I ran back into our room to wake a sleepy Engineer up with horse trotting and "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!".
And this is what we look like when we first wake up.
After a few minutes of celebrating our conversation moved on to...
Engineer: "What should we do now?"Followed by me bargaining on whom I could tell asap. "Can I tell Kristen and Sarah" "And Chelsey?" "How about Alex?"
Me: "I don't know, I guess eat breakfast."
Engineer: "No, I mean should we get the house ready or something?"
Me: "No, I don't think we need to do anything yet. Ahhhh...We're pregnant!!"
And do you know what? I, miss no-social-calendar, had a social interaction schedule with friends every single stinkin day last week. I tried so hard to keep it in, but some how I managed to spill the beans within the first 30 seconds to 30 minutes of every single social interaction. And now I'm realizing "social interaction" is an awkward choice of words.
I'm also now wondering what possessed me to buy these new skinny jeans, one whole size smaller than normal, a couple of weeks ago? If you happen to see me out and about and notice I'm wearing them every single day it's because I'm afraid I probably only have a handful of days left with them... And if you happen to see me in them everyday unbuttoned, it's because I'm in denial that they no longer fit (which would probably take about 1/4 inch of growth in the waist area to be in the "don't fit" zone).
Besides my splurge on extra tight clothing, I can't wait to have the waist zone grow. Oh how I love a good baby bump, bring it on Little Engineer!