My First Post (a History and a Beginning)

My husband and I were married in July 2010 after having known each other for over 10 years. In April 2011, we decided that we would try for our first baby. I was 36 years old and we felt that the time was right. I stopped taking birth control pills and started taking prenatal vitamins right away. We thought it would be best to wait a few months before trying to conceive since I had been on birth control pills and that is what the doctor had recommended. Even though we had made that decision, every month I anxiously awaited my period to come and was disappointed when it did. Everyone kept telling me that "I would know" when I was pregnant.

I had decided to cut back on alcohol in anticipation of knowing I'd need to be without it throughout pregnancy and breastfeeding. I'd say I was a moderate drinker. I liked my glass of wine (or three), especially when hanging out with friends or winding down at the end of the day. It wasn't that hard to do, knowing the reason behind the decision.

In July, Dave and I went camping. My period was to start any day now and I wasn't "feeling pregnant". I even thought I started spotting, put in a tampon and enjoyed a few glasses of wine. We got back from our weekend trip and my period actually had not started. A couple days went by and I thought to myself, "ok, something is going on". Although, last month I thought "something was going on", bought a pregnancy test kit, both of which came back negative. The anticipation was just killing me though, so I called Dave to see if it was ok if I bought a pregnancy test. I don't know why I needed his permission, I just wanted to see what he thought about the idea. After a few minutes on the phone, I was in the isle, trying to decide which one to get. I couldn't decide and called him back. After describing the boxes, he chose one to make the decision for me and I left happy.

When I got home, I went straight to the bathroom to run the test. The directions said it would be best run in the morning with "first pee", but I wasn't about to wait that long. I ran the first test and it appeared to turn up positive right away. I must have read the directions 50 more times to make sure I was doing it right and ran the 2nd test. Both positive!!

When Dave got home I led him to the bathroom where the tests were sitting with their positive results. I think he was a little shocked as he allowed reality to sink in. We were going to have a baby.