We'll start from the beginning

Since I decided to start this just now, I will go back a little bit to help you better understand my first week of pregnancy.

Monday. March 5th, 2007: Peeing on a stick
Buying a home pregnancy test is one of the more embarassing things I have ever done. But because of the last week of bloatedness, gassiness (you're welcome), falling asleep at 8:30 on the couch, sore boobies and I am pretty sure bigger boobies (Matt even said "You're looking more busty than usual..."), I decide there is a slight chance I could be knocked up.

I make sure to go to Albertson's, where I can use the "self checkout" so no one will know what is going on. I slip into the aisle full of feminine products and condoms and spot the pregnancy tests. Embarassing. Which do I buy? $10?! Crap. There are two in a pack... ok. Fair enough. I grab one off the shelf before the old lady coming into my aisle (crap- should have checked what else was in the aisle... she needs her Metamucil) can see what I'm buying. Go through the self checkout stealthily and its back home. You would have thought I was a 14 year old or something. I'm 24 with a husband. Buying a pregnancy test shouldn't be such a process. Oy.

So I go into the bathroom and the whole time I am going through this strange procedure, I am saying to myself, "I am such an idiot! I am not pregnant. Why did I even go buy this thing? I can't believe I am doing this." Ok. Done. Let the chemical reaction begin.

What? WHAT?! Is that a plus sign? Oh my gosh... did I read the directions right?! Holy smokes... I'm pregnant! I looked at myself in the mirror for about 30 seconds and looked back at the test. "+" Ha!

Now what? Aha! Glad I got a pack of two! I shall drink more water and take the other test, just in case! 45 minutes later I'm peeing on a stick again. "+". Just as quick as last time. Mercy!

So I go up to my parents' house, as I would on any other Monday, and have to act natural all day. I can feel slight cramps and worry a bit. Hmm... probably normal.

On the way home from Torrance I stop by Target and buy a little onesie that says "My Daddy Rocks!" and a bib that says "Daddy's Future Fishing Buddy". I also buy another 2-pack of pregnancy tests and one of those big ones that says "PREGNANT" or "NOT PREGNANT". When I get home, I pee on one of the cheepies and turns out I'm still pregnant. So I stuff the onesie and bib in a Chinese takeout looking gift box and prepare for Matt to return home from his class. Waiting to tell him was probably the longest day of my life!

I hear the garage open. Holy crap. He's home. He comes in, sits down on the couch and we turn on the TV... I, no doubt, am acting like a crazy person, so I decide to just give him the present. He's suspicious. "Why did you get me a present?" Just because. "It's not my birthday yet." Just open the freaking box for crying out loud.

"My Daddy Rocks!" comes out first and he smiles and looks at me... you guessed it, I'm already crying. "Guess what?' I choke out... "I'm pregnant!" We go through the "how do you know?" and "when are we going to tell?" bit and finally cuddle up, watch some TV and go to bed. I couldn't sleep. Excited.

Estimated due date: November 11th, 2007

Tuesday. March 6th, 2007: Go to work
I probably spent half the day on the internet reading about pregnancy, calculating my due date again, lurking around on pregnancy message boards... focusing on youth ministry was not top priority.

Called the doctor today and set up my first and second appointments.
March 23rd- first appointment. Bloodwork. Paper work. Answer questions. Ask questions.
April 17th- second appointment. Hear the heartbeat! Ugh- seems so far away!

Saturday. March 10th, 2007: Telling Mom & Grandpa
We meet at Outback for dinner to celebrate grandpa's upcoming 82nd birthday (March 13th). Matt and I make eye contact and decide it's time.
"We have another birthday gift for you..." Matt starts.
"Oh yeah?" asks grandpa, and a questioning look from mom follows.
"How about (insert choking crying... NOW) a great grandbaby!?" I snort out.
YAAAAAY... so exciting! Mom is crying. Alison is crying. Matt is smiling and grandpa is BEAMING!
"I done knocked 'er up..." blurts Matt. Klassy. But funny and appreciated, nonetheless.
We ate dessert to celebrate.

Wednesday. March 14th, 2007: Bad Poker Face
So I go out to lunch with Matt's sister, Amy, this afternoon. We've been trying to get his parents to go to lunch with us for a few days now, but without Amy there (we weren't going to tell her yet) and she is officially suspicious. She begins asking questions and I try not to make eye contact.
"Are you pregnant?" She looks at me... aaaaaaaaaand my face gives it all away. "A little bit..." I say. She is excited and I am a bit relieved. She is 16 weeks pregnant with her second and I know she'll be a great source of relief when I have questions. Now to tell the other parents.

Thursday. March 15th, 2007: Grandbaby #5, anyone?
With the cat out of the bag to Amy, we're free to announce to Matt's mom and dad. The conversation was somewhat confusing. We were talking about my grandpa's birthday and the reveal came about as follows:
Matt: "Alison's grandpa got another birthday gift."
Barbara" "Oh?"
Matt: "He found out his granddaughter is pregnant."
Ron & Barbara: *Silence* "Which granddaughter... this granddaughter?!"
Alison... smiling and nodding.
YAAAAAAY... everyone's excited. Mike & Amy's second is due in August. Ours in November. 5 grandbabies for the Conrads by Christmas!


So that is where we stand for now. I've been ok so far. A little nauseous here and there, very tired and almost always hungry (though nothing sounds good). I've only had one emotional breakdown so far, and that was yesterday. I came home for lunch and was so tired. I couldn't decide whether to take a nap or to eat lunch. The frustration of this situation sent me bursting into tears. So I took a nap. And took lunch back to the office with me.

I'll keep this updated. Wouldn't want to miss a moment of nausea or constipation, right? Right. All things aside, we are so excited about the little peanut and I don't know if I have ever prayed this much in so little time. We're praying for God's will in our life right now as it is still early in the pregnancy and anything can happen. It is in God's hands and he has an amazing, loving plan for our life. Hooray!