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Ok, so I didn’t just wake up one day and think, “I want to start blogging again.” Well, maybe that’s sort of how it happened, but there were underlying reasons for my sudden desire to rejoin the blogging world. You might be asking yourself, “Self, what is she talking about?” I’ll tell you …

Cory and I are expecting our first precious child! We are elated to say the least and blessed that it did not take long to be successful after making the decision to expand our current family of two.

This adventure began back at the beginning of August when signs from nature, or lack thereof rather (she says with a wink), seemed to point to the fact that we might be in for a surprise. But a few home tests and an eventual doctor’s visit revealed the contrary. Looking back, that was an extremely long week in our house. Hopes were high with thoughts of pitter-pattering little feet. After getting the negative result from the doctor, though, we departed cloud nine for an abrupt landing back on Earth.

We spent that weekend discussing how we felt about the ordeal. Were we ready, could we afford it, etc., etc., etc.???? We gave ourselves a little time to recover from the emotional rollercoaster we’d just exited, and ultimately decided that we were indeed really ready to have a baby. The very next day, almost as if “she” had never missed a beat, my body was back on track. Talk about some serious confirmation!

Not all that surprising, our first attempt was more or less practice. But who can really complain about that, right?! :o) The timing for the next go 'round was interesting because I was going to Houston for my best friend's baby shower (of all things!!) just days before I would get "the sign" of success or failure. Note: I use the word failure loosely, because after all ... "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again!" Anyway, so the weekend was spent talking about all things BABY. Tisha and I giggled about the idea of taking a pregnancy test while I was there and then getting to show it to Cory once I got home. But, alas, I managed to overcome the temptation to test early for the simple fact of not losing hope unnecessarily.

A few more days went by and it was FINALLY time. Was I or wasn't I??? I couldn't wait to find out. On Tuesday evening I told myself, "If there's no sign of 'being broken' (as Cory refers to it) in the morning, I'll do a test." Morning came ... no signs. So, I tested! I was barely awake, my contacts were glued to my eyes, I couldn't find my eye drops, and I was trying to brush my teeth. It didn't seem to take long for the two minutes to pass, and I just barely glanced down and had to do a double-take. "Is that a blue plus sign?!?!?!?!?!" Holy blue plus sign, Batman! I'M PREGNANT!!!

It was super early, but of course I woke Cory up to give him the news. Needless to say, he was pumped!!! I can just imagine how manly he felt at that very moment. :o) It was all very surreal and unexpected. Just days before, I had felt the same as every month in the past right about the time the curse shows up, so I didn't have my hopes up about a positive result. But that just goes to show that everything I've read about pregnancy symptoms being almost identical to menstrual symptoms is true! At least for me, that is.