3 is a magic number. Yes it is!!
I truly meant to write this post a long time ago, but I had no idea where my feelings, emotions, or hormones would take me. It turns out I went into protective mommy mode. I was excited and thrilled, but only felt comfortable with telling close friends and family with what was going on with me. I'm glad I decided to go about it this way, as the amazing people in my life were not only great friends, but also a huge support as I went through this amazing process.
February 24th, 2014
When I first found out I was pregnant it was after a long stroll at the new Target close to our house. I was walking around the maternity section at Target and I remember muttering under my breath, "God, I would be a good mom." I remember being shocked that I had said that out loud, but then immediately began to wonder if I actually was pregnant. I headed straight over to the health section of Target and purchased a pregnancy test.
When I went home I decided to take the test right away. I was only a day late and didn't think much of it. You can imagine my shock two minutes later. Don't worry; I won't post a picture of the stick I peed on as proof. There it was, two bright pink lines staring at me. Even though the Señor and I had been trying to get pregnant for a few months I was still shocked and surprised to see a positive result. I remember calling Patrick and immediately began crying and asked him to come home. Lucky me, he wasn't in the middle of some dangerous project at work. He simply said, "Ok, I'm on my way." I felt I had time to run to a nearby store and pick up a digital pregnancy test that simply showed the words "Pregnant" and "Not Pregnant." I returned home and pulled a Bitburger Beer out of the fridge for my husband for when he arrived. Bitburgh Germany is the little town I was born in. I figured this would be the perfect occasion for my husband to crack one open. When he pulled up I showed him the test. His eyes got really big and he gave me a huge hug. I handed him the beer and went to grab a glass of water. As soon as the H20 kicked in I took another pregnancy test. Sure enough "PREGNANT 2-3 weeks" spelled out in digital letters. We were excited and scared all at the same time. We couldn't be happier to find out about the next adventure in our lives together. After we settled down, we decided to take our dog Shed for a walk around the neighborhood. We talked about the future and becoming parents. During our stroll I couldn't help but rub my belly and hum the tune; "It's a Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood."