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Hey! Well, I have another blog, but haven't really dedicated any time to it since I didn't have much to put in it. Now I have A LOT to put in a blog!

I'm writing this at 10:00 AM on Wednesday, before our appointment. For those who don't know, here is the story:

Brandon and I have been trying to have a baby for about 10 1/2 months. We were to the point of calling the doctor to make appointments for us to get checked out for any problems/infertility. We knew that our family was all in God's plan... that nothing we or the doctors did would change God's timing for us. We also knew that our family was already ahead of the game. We are only 24 and 22 and have been married for 3 years, we have our own home, and two lovely doggies. Knowing that we still had plenty of time to start a "real" family -- you know, with human babies -- it was a little easier to trust God. However, that didn't really squish the feeling of just wanting a baby to take care of and love. Another problem we were facing was some family history in this department. And the fact that I have had minor problems in the department as well. I'm not going to come out and say it, as I'm not sure what males from my family I may make uncomfortable... :)

Anyway, so, I was about 57 days late, which is not uncommon for me. However, just to get the thought of being pregnant out of our minds, we decided to take a test. From past experience, I knew that the morning was the best time to do it, so I waited until the next morning, woke up groggy, did it, set it on the counter, and began to brush my teeth. I was putting my tooth brush back when I read "PREGNANT" on the stick. !!!!!!! What?!?! Ah! I was so psyched, but thought it was some sort of joke. I rushed over to Brandon, who was taking his insulin shot at the time, and said, "LOOK!" He didn't have his glasses on either, so he took a long look at it and then looked at me and began to smile. Of course, we both had to work that day, and, of course, we had woken up at the last possible minute. We didn't have a lot of time to chit-chat about it, so we talked excitedly about it until we got to work (we were carpooling that day). We were trying to decide when to take another one to be sure, when to tell people, etc...

After work, I bought a different brand of tests and took them as soon as we got home. So, now, I had 2 tests that said I was, in fact, pregnant. I called my mom to see if her and Dad could come over so we could ..... show her something... She totally guessed. "Are you pregnant?" .... (pause)...
"I'm not going to tell you over the phone!!" I said, knowing that 1. her and I both were so excited and 2. that this was NOT how I planned on telling my mom. She ended up being busy that night, but my dad was able to stop by after work. When I called him, he said he hung up the phone and told a guy he worked with that was sitting next to him that he thought he was going to be told he was a grandpa. So, he stopped by and I gave him a present (my pregnancy test). :) He was pretty pumped.

Brandon told his mom the next day while I told the rest of my family. By the end of the weekend, all of our family knew. This was not our plan -- we wanted to wait until after our first doctors appointment. But, we/people were too excited not to spread it around. So, now pretty much everyone in town knows.

I'm a little nervous about my appointment today. I am still thinking that we'll walk in and she'll say, "Um, you're not pregnant." Like this is some big joke on us or something. But, if anything other than a test can be confirmation, it has to be how I have been feeling....

For the past 2 weeks, I've been feeling just overall nauseated. I keep thinking if I would just really get sick I would feel better. But, I can't. I just don't feel good. I sleep ALL the time, too. I wake up, eat a bland bowl of Cheerios, go to work (and wish I could go home), come home, eat supper, then am asleep on the couch by 5:30 until Brandon wakes me up to go upstairs to bed around 11:30 or so. However, yesterday and today have been much better. Yesterday I was sick in the morning, but was fine the rest of the day.... even well enough to eat BWW's lunch (which I've been craving like MAD). Today I feel fine. Every once in a while I'll get hit with a wave, but it only lasts a few seconds. I've also got my normal sleeping pattern back. Monday through today I've not felt the need to nap. So, I'm feeling pretty optimistic that the worst is behind me. Two weeks of it wouldn't be bad. I am not sure I could handle any more though.......

I am planning on posting more after the appointment this afternoon. Hopefully we'll be able to know how far along I am and the due date for sure! (Mom's bet is July 14, we'll see if she's right!)