Sunday, August 30, 2009

Bun in the Oven

Last Saturday, August 22nd, I woke up early to take a pregnancy test. I had taken enough tests over the past few months to know not to get my hopes up. In fact, I thought I'd test, grab some water while I waited, view the negative results, and get back in bed with my sleeping husband, confident that I'd be opening a bottle of wine that evening. So when I returned to the bathroom with my water after doing the test and saw two pink lines in the display window, I didn't believe it. I stared at it for awhile, pulled the instructions out of the box, read the "two lines" part over and over. "PREGNANT. Two pink lines in the result window. One line may be lighter than the other." I was preggers.

I pulled out the Scrabble board and sat at the kitchen table making baby-ish words fit together for Tommy to see when he woke up. I thought maybe I would keep it on the table and make him breakfast, but I couldn't wait that long. I snuck it upstairs and put it on the counter of our bathroom. Then I got back in bed.

I got him to wake up (slowly) and make his way to the bathroom. His first word was an awestruck "Really?" But he believed it more than I did.

I took another test the following morning, and the same two lines appeared. We still read the instructions over and over in case we were wrong but found no way we could be. I made an appointment for the next Saturday. Two plastic sticks I could be skeptical of; a report from a doctor I could not.

We made it through the week (my first week of school) telling only our parents and siblings and a couple of close friends, and yesterday morning (August 29th) I met our doctor, a jovial and very likeable man. He confirmed the pregnancy and put the due date tentatively at April 6th, 2010. Tommy and I will be going back in two weeks for a sonogram, and we should know for sure how far along the baby is then. We are anxious to be able to know just how big it is week by week and what is happening to it. We are so thankful to God for this awesome blessing, and we are thankful for family and friends to share in our joy.

Sprout's first gift from Blake and Lydia