The first two weeks into January I was feeling off. I was feeling sick and I was tired all the time. I kept telling Luke that something just didn't seem right to me. But I would always brush it off and make up an excuse to why I was feeling that way. Well after days and days of me telling Luke how sick and such I was he said to me, "Why don't you take a pregnancy test?" I told him no that I just had the flu or something and from that day on he kept telling me to take a test because he knew I was pregnant.
Finally after running out of excuses to why I was feeling this way I got up one morning and took the test. After what felt like a life time, a minute had passed so I went to check the test. Sure enough I was pregnant. All I remember is standing there looking at this test and wondering if it was right. Was I really pregnant? Finally after all this time of wanting to be pregnant was it finally true? I looked down at the test one more time and this time I screamed, I jumped up and down and I raced to find my cell phone. After finally being able to calm myself down enough to dial his number I called him and told him the great news. He was ecstatic. He couldn't have been happier and then of course I got the, "I told you, I knew you were pregnant." Comment.
My first trimester went smoothly and it went by fast. I did have morning sickness and I was always tired but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. All I kept focusing on was my little baby and that in months I would be able to hold her.
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