The long and short of it, I peed on a stick and the stick told me I am pregnant.

I am pregnant!!!

I mentioned it a few times (oh, about a 132 times) on twitter yesterday. And thank you again to all of you with the kind congrats and well wishes! It really was incredible to share the news so early.

I don’t really know what to say, but I know I want to say something….

We were trying to make this baby. Both of our boys were surprises, big surprises. It only took one month of “trying” and we got pregnant. I feel blessed. I feel lucky. I feel scared. I feel excited. I feel relieved. Relieved, that I don’t have to figure out the whole ovulating time thing. We didn’t think it would happen this fast… I feel pretty guilty about it actually. We knew if it happened in the first month of trying the baby’s due date would be close to M’s birthday. I crunched some numbers (and by I, I mean a calculator on babycenter.com crunched numbers for me) and if that calculator is correct the baby’s due date is July 11th, 1 day after M turns 4 years old. I feel guilty about that. I would hate to share my birthday with my sister…

The first month of trying!?! Really? Seriously? The first month?! I am still in shock. That shock however hasn’t stopped the impulsive maternity clothes shopping! I can’t help it. Summer and early fall maternity clothes are on clearance. Come months 7, 8 and 9, I will be needing clothes for warm weather. I will be a year behind in maternity fashion, but really for 6 dollar dresses and shorts, who cares!

Maternity clothes…. I am pregnant!

I am also going through the early weeks mood swings, that is probably why I am having trouble writing this. I can’t really stayed focused. I guess pregnancy brain has already crept in.

I have forgotten all the rules. What I can eat, what I shouldn’t. I ordered tofu today at Noodles & Company… is that bad? I don’t know! I need to dig out my dog eared copy of What to Expect When You are Expecting. Its my third time around at this, this should be easy. I feel like I am out of practice though. My youngest, P, turned two in October. It seems like forever ago that I was waddling around with a huge belly.

There are lots of things to be worried about, there is always something that can go wrong. But this time around, I am focusing on the good. I am looking forward to my growing belly. I can’t wait to feel him or her move. I am stoked to decorate the nursery and go shopping for bunk beds for the boys (how old do you need to be to sleep in one of those? I need to look into that!) I am excited for P to be a big brother. I am excited to share the news with our families…. I am not however excited to share the news with one friend. She has major baby fever but her husband doesn’t want to have babies yet… more on that later. I almost fell guilty, well maybe guilty is wrong. I do feel sorry for her though…

See, scattered brain. Pregnancy brain has set in!

So where am I at? I am pregnant. I am happy. I am shopping. I am planning. I am loving life. I plan on straightening up my diet. I plan on exercising so my bingo arms don’t get worse during pregnancy and so I don’t balloon up 40 extra pounds like I did the first time around. I plan to love every minute of this. I planned this baby. I am ready for all the ups and downs this time…. I think!

Man, I sound like a woman who has it all together?! Time will tell. Who knows, maybe this is just the upside of the emotional roller coaster of pregnancy!

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