That's an affirmative chief!

There is no way I thought I was pregnant. For the past 10 years, I have been told that conceiving would be a struggle for me due to my battles with endometriosis. I will be honest, after two surgeries, I was really doubtful that this was going to be an easy thing for us. Well, perhaps the lack of stress thinking this could take up to a year to happen made things happen! We had been trying for a month. At Dave and Hilary's wedding on Labor Day weekend, the last thing on my mind was that I was actually going to be pregnant. I had some mild cramping (later discovered "implantation" cramping) and thought "hmmm, too early for a period". However, I have been plagued with the most irregular cycles known to man so didn't think twice about it. Just ask Sandra, who accompanied me to the bar for another shot! Oh and Brooke too, since she joined in for the second round! Later in the week, Larry was out in the forest camping with Danny and was due back on Thursday evening, before our Friday departure to San Francisco for Mike's wedding. Just for the heck of it, I decided to take a pregnancy test, knowing there was no way it would be positive. After thirty seconds, a negative appeared. For some gross reason, I left the test on the counter and went to go read and do some homework. About an hour later, I remembered I needed to take out the trash for the garbage man and went back to the bathroom to dump the trashcans. The test was still sitting on the counter and that previous negative sign now looked like a plus. I was assured that the test was invalid after an hour and frantically ripped through the box to find the directions. "Test should be read within ten minutes." Ha, this was a mistake. Thank goodness for the 3-pack. Took another test. This one was digital so would read "Pregnant" or "Not pregnant". I patiently waited for the "Not" to appear. Well it didn't.

I was beside myself with excitement and then burst into tears realizing that I was home by myself and Larry wouldn't be home for another 2-3 hours. Not so romantic, but I called him and demanded that he pulled over so I could talk to him. Yes, this freaked him out but I assured him I was okay and he didn't need to worry. Once I knew he wouldn't crash with the news, I informed him that I had two positive pregnancy tests and we were going to have a baby. I could hear his smile. =) I waited eagerly for him to get home and in the meantime called my parents to share the news. Besides family and a few close friends, we decided to keep this under wraps until I was further along. HOLY MONKEYS we were going to be parents!!!!!!