So these next couple of posts of mine wont be in order, so sorry to anyone who's following along but I just want to document everything about my first pregnancy so I'm trying to get it typed up and on here for my blog book before I forget things.
Buck and I found out we were pregnant on August 17th. I had had some false alarms prior to getting pregnant, like being late for my periods or skipping a month entirely. Well I was about to start my period, but I was extremely crampy. More crampy than I had been in months. So I went to Walmart to get some tampons, and as I grabbed them, they happened to be right next to the pregnancy tests. So I grabbed one, but I wasn't positive about it at all. I told myself it would just be negative like all of the rest of them, but whatever I'll try it again. So I went to put the tampons back on the shelf but then I stopped because I thought of the irony and knew that if I bought the tampons too, I might be pregnant and not even need them. I know, I'm crazy.
So the next morning, Buck was tiling our shower, and I was in the bathroom with him handing him tiles as he went. I peed on the stick and set it aside to let it season and kept helping Buck. When I looked at it, there was a huge purple plus sign in the window. I froze. Buck asked me to hand him another tile and instead I handed him the postive test. He took one look at it and said to me, "No, a tile. I need another tile." I told him to look at it anyway, and he did, and then looked back and me and said, "What?" all frustrated sounding. "Look at it!" I said. "I am, what is it? What does this mean?" he asked. And I said, "What does a plus sign usually stand for babe? It's a pregnancy test." And then you could see it click in his head and he just smiled at me. "You're pregnant?!" he said all excited now. I smiled back and he climbed out of the shower and hugged me, and we celebrated in happy shock together :) I was about 5 weeks when I found out and didn't start feeling symptoms till about week 7. The fatigue was overwhelming. I thought something was seriously wrong with me. I got lucky with the vomiting, I didn't throw up every day, but I was nauseated every day, especially at night. I still get sick every night. The first time I threw up was at the fire department as we were getting ready for bed. Ha they sent me home, I was pretty emberassed.
At my first doctor's appointment they asked me a slew of questions and one of them was if I had been cramping. I told them I had almost every day so they got me right in for an ultrasound 2 days later to make sure everthing was okay, so I had my first ultrasound at 10 weeks. It was amazing. Seeing our baby up on the screen and hearing the heartbeat, it was so surreal. Buck had a hard time even believing it, and it was so awesome to see his face as he watched the screen and our little gummy bear kick and move all over the place. Everything was just fine with the baby and we were on cloud nine.
We decided to wait to tell our families until I was 16 weeks because you can find out the sex of the baby that soon, and we have a sweet hookup. My mom is an ultrasonographer and always said that she wants to be the one to tell us what we're having. So we figured, why not double surprise her and just tell her we're pregnant, AND that she can tell us the sex of the baby at the same time. So we decided to make it interesting. I hit 16 weeks on a sunday, and text my mom and told her I was having really bad abdominal pain that felt different than period cramping/pain. I told her that I had just finished my period in hopes she wouldn't think so much of pregnancy problems, but more like ovarian cysts or appendicitis. So on tuesday, I told her we were down in town to get some stuff for our house and asked her if we could just swing by and have her look real fast to tell me why I was having abdominal pain.
We walked into her ultrasound room and I was faking like I was in pain, and she bought it. She had a student there with her so she was just gonna have her student scan me for practice and tell me. Well she called it, but didn't really believe her own words. She said, "this better not be your way of telling me you're pregnant." and she laughed it off. So I played along and said, "Well I guess you'll tell me if I am." So she sat down and her student put the probe right on my stomach where the baby's head was, and my mom saw it. She flew out of her chair yelling, "YOU'RE PREGNANT!" and I just smiled at her and said, "Well then congratulations Grandma!" and she looked at me and said, "You knew?? You little shit!!" but she was ecstatic. I held out my arms to hug her. The student gave her the probe and she sat down and started scanning me. I told her to tell me what I was having, and she was like, "You're that far, wait how many weeks are you?" and I told her I was 16 weeks. So she kept scanning, but the little stinker was sitting cross-legged and would not move to let us see the goods. After like 10 minutes my mom started saying that we might not be able to find out the sex when finally, the little bum stretched out, revealing his little kick-stand. My mom said, "There it is, you can see what you're having." and I instantly said, "A girl??" I thought for sure it was going to be a girl. My mom said, "Nope." and Buck was out of his chair pumping his fists in the air and said, "YES!" He was beside himself. It was awesome.
Then my mom remember that she was still at work and had her next appointment so she kicked me out, but right before she did, she had called my dad and asked him to come down to the hospital saying she had a surprise for him. My dad showed up and my mom intercepted him and led him down the hall where me and Buck we hiding around a corner. She led him around the corner just smiling at him, and he took one look at us and he instantly got it. "Nuh -uh. No way." was all he could say, and then he started crying! He grabbed us both hugging us and just kept saying, "You guys have made me so happy." And I started to cry too as I told him that it was a boy. My dad wiped his face and said, "A boy. Oh, I have to go buy him a fourwheeler!" It was so much fun telling my parents. We also made this picture below and used it to tell the rest of our family. We gave one to my dad too, which was how we were gonna tell him, but he just figured it out.
When we got home from the hospital we called Buck's mom on the phone and told her, which was way fun too because she screamed, just like Buck said she would :) Ah, it was so so so nice to have it off our shoulders, holding out that long was hard work. We even went to Vegas for 4 days with just my parents on a trip and I had to hide my sickness. They didn't suspect a thing :)
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