How we found out

A few days ago, I found out I was pregnant.

Can I just say ... complete and UTTER shock ? Harry and I had been having conversations about children lately, but the conclusion we came to was that we wanted to wait. We wanted to settle down somewhere a bit more permanent and get our finances settled first.

TMI: I was expecting, er, you know to arrive the weekend of my family reunion in Clear Spring, MD. It didn't come. No big deal, I've been a few days late before. On Tuesday, I bought a pregnancy test and decided I would take one, just to give myself some peace of mind. I know it sounds stupid, and it's a waste of money to take a pregnancy test when you don't think you're pregnant, but I had done it before.

So, around 10 o'clock in the evening, I took it. I didn't read the directions first because I had taken a few before. They're not exactly rocket science. Pee on the stick, right? You see a plus sign and a vertical line if you're pregnant, and two vertical lines if you're not.

And I saw two bright blue vertical lines. Just for kicks, I checked the box to make sure I was reading the results correctly.

And then I had my "holy crap" moment. Apparently, the directions had changed since the last time I had taken one. Two vertical lines meant I am pregnant, and one means I'm not.

It was positive. (I'll spare you the photo. After all, who really wants to see a photo of a pee stick?)

I don't think I quite knew what to do with myself next. My hands started shaking and my mind was going 100 miles an minute. All cute plans about how I was going to tell Harry I was pregnant went out the window, and I called him in and showed it to him. He was happy, but I think he was in shock too. I'm not sure he believed it because he just said "ok" in a very matter-of-fact way.

We decided that I should wait and take another in the morning. After all, I didn't read the directions first, maybe it was a false positive.

Next morning: same results.

Called my doctor, made a same day appointment and he confirmed. I'm due on March 17, 2010. That's three days before my birthday!

I called Harry afterwards and told him the news. He told me he had to walk away from his co-workers because he couldn't hide the grin from his face. He's excited, and I am too, but now I have so many things to think about.

What about our plans? Where are we going to live? Are we going to stay here (we have good insurance) until after the baby is born? Or will Harry find a new job so we can move and I don't have to go back to work?

So many questions. Hopefully we can figure it all out in 8 1/2 months!