Today is the day that we found out that I am pregnant with Little MacGregor 2.0. That name will work until we decide on a nickname. Before I tell too much, I am going to go back in time.
I'm going back in time 2 years to talk about finding out we were preggo with Jackson. I was extremely ill and throwing up/unable to keep anything down for a couple of days. We ended up in the ER due to dehydration. While we were there, we mentioned, that I might be pregnant. She nurse ran some tests, came back 20 mins later, went over some information, and in the middle of it said, "blah blah blah, and you're not pregnant, blah blah blah" and walked out. I was disappointed to say the least. Her bedside manner also left a lot to be desired.
Time went by. 4 days to be exact. It was September 4, Grandma Stockman's birthday. I was in a boring training learning to do to something in a database that I already knew how to do. While my thoughts wandered, I realized, I might be pregnant! I met my mom for lunch and was tempted to stop at a Walgreens on the way. I decided to wait until I got home with Rob. When I got home, I didn't want to tell him because I didn't want him to get his hopes up, just in case it wasn't true. Sure enough, it was true! Although I had all of these plans of how I would tell him, I just ran out and yelled, "This says we're pregnant" while holding the test. Telling my mom on her birthday, that she was going to have her first grandchild is probably the best gift I've ever given her.
Flash forward to yesterday. I had been pretty sure I was pregnant for a few days. I already had the nausea along with a few other random symptoms, including being VERY tired. Rob was running out to take care of our little mortgage (that we're hopefully about to get rid of!!), and I was going to mail a present for Felicia. While I was out I purchased a "Big Brother" shirt for Jackson and a book called, Waiting for Baby. I broke down and had already taken 2 pregnancy tests, even though I knew there was pretty much no way it would show up positive. It was too early. I stopped at CVS and bought another box of tests. This time I bought an actual brand, not just the cheapest one possible, that had the early detection capability. Then, I went home. On the way, I told myself I wouldn't take a test until the morning. Of course, I did anyway. Negative again. Of course.
I woke up this morning, took the test. This time, there was a line. It was faint. You had to look hard to see it, but there was a line!! I immediately dressed Jackson in his Big Brother shirt, and got out the book. I planned on waiting until Rob woke up to do this, but couldn't wait. I went in and told him that Jackson kept saying DaDa and that he wanted him to read him a book. Despite the fact that it wasn't 7am yet, he said, ok. Just bring him here and I'll read it to him. So I brought him in, handed him the book. He looked at it and said, "Is this a new book?" Yes, it is I responded. I bought it yesterday. Then he stopped, looked at me, and said, "Wait, do we know for sure?" I told him, the line was faint, but it was there. Rob read him the book anyway and we cuddled in bed, as a family of four.