Hello bloggers! So, many of you may remember that, in my last post, I said TTC was on the back burner. Well apparently it was too late for that or the good Lord above is trying to tell us something.
For the last 3 days, I have felt like complete crap and exhaustion has overcome me. So last night, after some pleading from Curtis, I decided I would test, even though I swore I wouldn't until I felt a baby kick (lol). Unfortunately, all I had was a digi... he persisted so I gave in and said fine but it will probably be negative.
Boy, was I WRONG. Most of the time, digi's take a few minutes to read... not mine. Took about 30-45 seconds. Seeing that one word pop up in the little window was one of the most shocking moments ever. I literally said "Oh.My.Fucking.God" and Curtis rolled over and said "What?." I shoved the stick in his face, he looked at it, kissed me and said "call the dr." and went back to sleep. How romantic, right?
As for symptoms: nausea, complete exhaustion, super sore boobs and one hellacious YI that WILL NOT go away! And the smell of pee makes me gag... awesome.
So here it is... the first of what I hope to be many more baby pictures: