Day 1

On December 12th, 2011 I took an at home pregnancy test, I have taken several before, often I feel pregnant or show symptoms but the test always came out negative.  I was certain I was pinning my hopes on something that wasn't going to ever happen...a positive result.

On this day, however, it was different, I was 16 days late and had been nauseated for a few weeks.  I had so much stress that I figured it was because of it.  In November I thought I had breast cancer only to find out I didn't but I did have Fibrocystic Disease.  I will settle any day for that over the alternative, cancer runs in my family and it is not a joke we take seriously. 

I bought a very generic test costing only a dollar and with mixed emotions took it.  I was certain again it would be negative considering all the other times I was certain I was I wasn't.  After all I wasn't throwing up only nausea and had no other symptoms other than being extremely tired ALL the time.  As I waited for the results I played with the idea what if its positive "Candie what are you going to do if its positive?", was all I kept asking myself.  Within seconds it had two lines....WAIT WHAT?????  Two lines, that's never happened before!  Am I?  I look on the box to make sure I am correct in what I think is the results, as if the company changed the usual results one line was now positive and two were negative instead of how it has always been.

As I sat there for a minute staring at the two lines I waited for the second to go away, it didn't.  All these emotions arised in me that I didn't even know I had and the only thing I could do out loud was cry and say "I am pregnant."  Three words I never thought in a million years, if I lived that long, would ever say.

This is my blog documenting my first pregnancy.  It was suggested by a friend on facebook named Jessica.  I never thought about taking my blogging very seriously but after her suggestion I really thought about it and this would be something I could have for my baby to know what it was like for me being pregnant with him or her.  What better way to know what your mother felt and went though than to read her own words.

For anyone that reads it, first thank you for thinking I have something valuable to say and take time to read it and second I hope something I say inspire you even if its in a small way or remind you of what you felt if you have kids already.....Let the journey begin.