One of the main reason for starting this blog... 

Wynne and I had discussed about having kids, but also not having kids. We weren't trying, but we also weren't not trying. We said if we have one, great, if not, it's no rush. The idea of having a baby was not really front and centered in my mind after we got married and discussed it. We would be happy if it happened and okay if it didn't and just leave it all to God's will.

I may or may not have taken a handful of pregnancy tests any time I felt the slightest bit of difference in my body. Each time it was negative. I would always joke around with Wynne and just say I'm pregnant and then have the pregnancy test prove me wrong. So I don't think he'd believe me if I ever told him I was. I think this happened for a couple months straight. 

During December of 2016, I was offered an opportunity too good to pass up with my company. It did require moving to a whole new city and living the city life. We made this official in March and have decided to just let go of the idea of being parents all together any time soon. I was also getting even more stressed with finding a place to live in the city that was close to my job. After finding a place and making everything official, I was finally able to breathe and relax and not worry about anything again. 

My mom already talked to me about seeing a specialist if we didn't get pregnant after our one year wedding anniversary. I started to think maybe something wasn't right with us. She also bugged me to take a stress test since I was diagnosed high risk pregnancy by my cardiologist because of my heart murmur as a kid. After Mother's Day, we drove to UofM and i took my stress test. I met with my cardiologist and he told me everything was fine and I would be okay to have children. My body probably took it as a sign because I got pregnant later that month. 

Wynne and I also go to church every Sunday and prayed to God to bless us with a baby whenever He thought it was time. We are grateful everyday for the countless blessings He's poured down upon the both of us. This by far has been the biggest.  I guess He thought it was time and we couldn't be happier.

The day I found out...

It was a Thursday evening. I had just had sushi for lunch that day too. Wynne was in Michigan for the week and I was in Columbus with our [fur]babies. I haven't seen my husband for the week and he was going to be back from Michigan that Saturday, but I was going to head out to Cincinnati for work the next morning. I was on FaceTime with him and my mom that evening just talking. My baby sister facetimed me too so I hung up with the both of them. I was telling her that I haven't been feeling normal that week. I was constipated but figured it was just because I started drinking my venti Machiattos from Starbucks again and my stomach wasn't used to it anymore. Mind you, my mind was set on not being pregnant any time soon since we were going to live in downtown Chicago. I jokingly told her, "hey what if I'm pregnant, should I take a test?".. haha. Being a mom that my sister can be, she told me yes to be sure.

I went and grabbed my very last pregnancy test from underneath the bathroom sink and the rest was history. I was on FaceTime still while I peed and I looked down on the stick and there it was, something that I've never ever seen, those two positive lines. I was pregnant. I immediately started bawling my eyes out. I was almost hyperventilating. My sister and her fiancé told me to calm down and just breathe. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I was so incredibly happy, all these emotions came over me. I couldn't wait to tell my husband. I went to Target and bought another test just to be sure. Same results. I was for sure pregnant according to these sticks.

Being that Father's Day was only a week and a half away, I decided to wait until then to tell Wynne that he was going to be a dad. It was perfect timing. I didn't know if I was going to be able to keep it a secret until then, but I managed. I told him almost everyday that I was pregnant, but of course, with my track history with being preggos, he didn't believe me or suspect a thing. The only people that knew was me and my baby sister. I waited until Father's day weekend to tell my family too since we were going to be together. I think this was the hardest secret I've ever had to keep. It's so hard to keep something so big to myself when all I wanted to do was scream and shout and tell the whole world!




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