Matt and I decided quite a while ago that we were ready to have kids. Probably close to a year ago. But there were things that needed to be done before we could really start the “kids” phase of our life—mainly I wanted to finish school.
In June, I accomplished that goal, but I still wasn’t quite ready. Matt’s 30th birthday was in August, and I was planning a surprise trip to Vegas for him. That being said I wanted to be able to enjoy myself in Vegas and not have to worry about being pregnant. Therefore, in August we stopped using all forms of birth control.
People have asked “were you trying?” and by today’s typical definition of “trying”, no, we weren’t. I wasn’t taking my temperature every day, I wasn’t timing my ovulation, we were simply no longer preventing pregnancy. Letting nature run its course.
We didn’t have to wait very long though! I was two days late for my October period when I decided to buy my first ever pregnancy test. I got the super fancy kind that can detect pregnancy five days before your missed period and the kind that has the “yes” or “no” display. I didn’t want to mess with lines or pluses or minuses.
I waited until Matt got home from work and asked him if he thought I should take the test. I was really trying not to get my hopes up, and was very much convinced that it would turn out negative. Matt asked what I wanted to do, and I responded that I wanted to take the test, but thought it would come out negative so then I didn’t want to take the test. He suggested I just take it because I’d probably sleep better.
So I took it.
I peed in a Starbucks “short” cup we had left over from one of those giant coffee containers they give you when you’re going to an early morning meeting. Why? Because I didn’t trust my aim, and was worried about “maintaining my stream” for as long as the directions called for. So, I peed in the cup, dipped the stick in, swirled for five seconds, then set it on the counter and walked away.
You’re supposed to wait three minutes. We waited five.
I told Matt he had to look first, so he walked into the bathroom with me on his heels. He looked down at the counter for a few seconds then quickly turned to me with this shocked/astonished look on his face, that I had no idea how to interpret. He didn’t say a word, so I leaned past him and looked at the test.
It said “YES+”.
I whipped around with my hands over my mouth, tears in my eyes to look at Matt who now had tears in his eyes and I said the only words that came to mind, “Oh my God!”. We hugged and kissed and laughed and cried.
We were elated. :o)
We decided to wait as long as possible before telling anyone just incase the pregnancy didn’t stick. We’re so happy it did and that we can now share our excitement with our family and friends!
P.S. The Starbucks cup that I peed in had this written on it:
“What is to be will be sure to come true”