This is the post I've wanted to write for a very long time!

May 23rd was my first doctor's appointment to find out why I haven't been able to get pregnant for over 5 years.  The doctor did a brief physical exam just to see if she could find anything out of the ordinary, then scheduled me for several blood tests and an ultrasound.  Most of the blood tests & the ultrasound had to be done at a certain point in my cycle, so I have yet to go in and get them done.

I spotted off & on for 3 weeks in May, but June came & still no period.  I kept feeling crampy and my boobs were extremely sore, but I just chalked it up to symptoms of PMS b/c those are pretty typical for me right before I start.  After about 2 weeks of symptoms with no period, I started to wonder if this was finally the moment we've been wishing, praying, and crying for for the last 5 years.  I decided to wait until it had been 4 weeks since my doctor's appointment b/c my pregnancy test that day had been negative and I didn't want to test too soon. 

I woke up Friday morning around 3:45am, which is my typical workday schedule.  I went into the back bathroom with my pee stick and did my biz.  When I sat the stick on the counter, it appeared as though it was going to be another negative.  I turned away, then turned back and in that time it gave me a very different response.

That's right, y'all: I'm pregnant!!!!

I immediately started crying.  I can't express the shock, relief, and sheer joy I felt in that moment. It was overwhelming.  I picked up that beautiful stick and ran with it into my bedroom where my husband was sound asleep.  I started saying "Justin, Justin, wake up, wake up."  Waking from that deep sleep, he thought something was wrong and sat bolt upright asking if everything was okay.  I told him everything was great because I'm pregnant.  He's said "are you serious? Oh my God" and we hugged while I cried my eyes out on his shoulder.  After that, you can imagine he wasn't quick to fall back to sleep.  Because this has been a struggle for our daughter as well, we decided to wake her up (more calmly than I had woken Justin up, of course) and tell her she's going to be a big sister.  She has been on cloud 9 ever since.

Friday afternoon I went to the doctor to verify my pregnancy and that's when they gave me my due date: February 10, 2014.  From the internet, I found out our baby is about the size of a blueberry right now, so it's been dubbed Blueberry.

When my husband got off work, we went to his parents house to tell them the news.  They were building Justin's mom's fence, so I printed up a homemade card & our kiddo gave it to them and told them they had to read it together.  On the front it said:

Justin's Dr. Appointment.......$100

Trish's Dr. Appointment ......$171

The paper to make this homemade card....$0.10

Inside it said:

Finding out you're going to be grandparents again in early 2014....

PRICELESS

Above the words on the inside, I put the picture of my positive pregnancy test.  Justin's mom started crying, which caused Justin to tear up, too.  They've wanted this as much as we have.  After that, we told both my parents and Justin's sister.  Then we formulated a plan to announce it to our friends.  Since this is potentially the only chance we have to announce a pregnancy, we wanted it to be unique and true to who we are.  Justin came up with the idea of a movie trailer.  We ran with that & yesterday afternoon posted this video.

Everyone's reaction was exactly what we'd hoped for.  Our friends are so excited for us, which just makes this whole experience so much sweeter.  We bought a pregnancy journal so I can start writing in it and Justin bought a little scrapbook-type baby journal, as well.  While at B&N we saw a big sibling pregnancy/baby journal that we've decided to buy for Trinity next payday because she is going to be a big part of this entire pregnancy and the baby's life.  That is the one thing I'm grateful for about the age difference in our kids: she is old enough to really enjoy this experience and be fully involved in a lot of it.  

Trinity has already started playing "mommy" to me, telling me what I can and can't eat & reminding me I can't drink alcohol.  (As if I could forget something like that! *lol*)  Last night, she came up to my tummy and said goodnight to Blueberry and has asked that the baby share a room with her when it comes home from the hospital. (Our compromise is that the baby will sleep in our room until it's sleeping through the night, then it can move into her room until it's about a year old or until she gets tired of sharing her room.  At that point, the kids will have separate rooms b/c the baby will need more space for toys and whatnot.) 

So, that's that.  Expect a lot of baby chatter on this blog now.  I'm sure I'll still have other things to talk about, but right now, the baby is pretty much the only thing I think about all day long.