I took a test in a McDonald's bathroom on the way to the river to spend the weekend with my family. I didn't look at the test, but just brought it out to Ben who was pumping gas and Jens who was screaming her head off, because she wanted out of her car seat. Ignoring Jenson, we looked at the test together. We were having a baby!
It didn't hit me just how crazy it really is, until I was on the phone with my OB trying to set up an appointment. The nurse said, how about July 19th? I replied with, "Oh, that day won't work. We're having my daughter's first birthday party!" And the nurse started laughing.
Ben and I are so excited. And I'm sure Jenson would be too, if she understood even a tiny bit of what was going on.
Like with Jens, this little bundle of joy has been making me sick. We've been getting by, counting down the weeks until the nausea should stop. We've only had one minor mishap - when Jens swallowed an Ibuprofen while my head was over the toilet. Just a little call to poison control, and all was good.
I've been eating lots of candy corn, and Taco Bell, and McDonad's sausage biscuits. I'm not sure if they're really cravings, or if I'm just using my pregnancy as an excuse to eat all of my favorite things. Pretty sure they're cravings. Yes, that must be it.
I can't believe, that on or around March 14th, this will be us again. Except this time with a wonderful little 20 month old crawling all over the bed with us.