Thin Blue Line

Peeing in a cup + pregnancy test = baby

Just like any other time I have used the pregnancy test, I already knew the outcome. My period is just a bit late, no problems. It would come two minutes after I do the test anyways.

This time the indicator was very, very different. There was a plus where there would normally be a minus. All different emotions ran through my brain. This cannot be serious. Crap. I guess I am pregnant. No this cannot be. Let me read the directions. I read the directions. It was still positive. I stare at the test longer to make sure there line is still there. It was still there. But of course I needed to make sure, so I checked again 10 minutes later, and 20 minutes after that. After running through all the different reasons why I cannot possibly be pregnant, I finally admitted that this was surely a possibility. I started to research what being pregnant means.

Websites after websites offered information. There are calculators out there for these things. Turns out that I am 6 weeks pregnant. 6 weeks!!! I have so much to do. All I have are 34 weeks left. The baby is expected to be due on or around June 30th, 2011.

Although the method by which I found out was not as pleasant, I had the ability to control how Dion was going to find out.

When Dion got home, I told Dion that I needed to go to CVS after dinner to get something very important and it cannot wait until tomorrow. Dion complained because he had homework that he needed to finish. I proceeded to cook dinner, barefoot and pregnant... After dinner we walked to CVS. I continue to have different ideas of how I am actually going to tell him. I thought maybe if we just picked out prenatal vitamins, he would get the idea, but I could not trust that he will be able to understand that, especially at the end of the day.

We left the house. CVS is approximately 9-10 blocks away. There is a park a block before CVS and I asked Dion to stop there. Dion, got even more upset, but agreed. I sat him down. I looked into his eyes and told him that I am approximately 6 weeks pregnant. He lit up a bit shocked and yet very calm. Or so he appears. He had me sit on his lap and that is when we first prayed for this baby. Thanking God for this precious gift and asking that he continues to watch over the baby.

After we bought the prenatal vitamins, we started thinking about all the different things we needed to get done and who we wanted to tell and when. This is a completely new experience for the two of us and we could not have been happier with the timing and how God is going to work everything out. And that is how we found out we were pregnant and that we were at the beginning of our New Journey!