Sunday, July 7, 2013

Damn Faint Lines... Am I pregnant or not!?


Friday, June 14, 2013
 

I threw the positive pregnancy stick away and I was mad!  

Say What!? Yep, on June 12th, right before dinner, I peed on the stick. I was SURE I was pregnant. My boobies hurt just like when I found out I was pregnant with Easton. My appetite was out of control. I was so freaking irritable, cranky, and impatient. Pretty much annoyed at the entire freaking world. You see, I just knew I was pregnant. Because I just knew I was pregnant, I had this grand plan of wrapping the pee stick all nice and pretty in a box and give it to Josh on Father’s Day, in front of our family. It was going to be perfect. That is until I actually peed on the stick and a couple minutes later looked at it and saw a negative readying.  

My heart sank. I was so bummed and disappointed. Because I was just so sure I was pregnant. Throw the box, stick, and instructions in the trash and went to eat. I was sulky at dinner. I didn’t eat much. Faked a chipper smile when Easton made a silly joke or acted crazy. But I was hurt. My hopes were crushed. As we were cleaning up dinner, I let Josh in on my little stick secret. I told him I wasn’t, but I really thought I was. I was just so sure, because if felt just like when I got pregnant with Easton. He gave me a hug and said “It will happen when it’s supposed to happen.” 

The evening went on. I’m getting things put away while Josh and Easton are getting ready for bath time, when Josh comes up to me with the stick I peed on and said “Momma, I read the instructions. The two lines don’t have to be solid pink. One can be faint. Look.” 

My first thought was, this man is crazy. He just plucked the stick I peed on and the instructions out of the trash and read them. Whoa. Talk about love. Then my hope perked back up. Could I be!?  

Then I looked at the stick. Yep, there was a very faint second line. Hmm.. was it there when I looked? Did I wait long enough? Or was it there now because it had been an hour later? Could he really be right?  

I brushed Josh off and said that the test was no good after 10 minutes. We went on with the evening, Easton’s bath and in to bed and I showered and began reading in bed. As Josh is heading into the bathroom, he told me to run down to Dollar General (in a small town this is your only close option) and get another pregnancy. I told him that I would not. I am already in bed. I would grab another in the next couple of days.  

That was that.  

The next day I ran to Walgreens after work and picked up a damn digital pregnancy test. No faint lines this go around. Sheesh, those things are confusing. I stuffed the bag under the sink and waited until Friday morning.  

I was awoken at 3:30 am by a little girl needing to go potty. Who didn’t make it the potty in time. After getting her cleaned up and put back to bed I realized I had to pee like a mother. But I didn’t pee on a stick. I figured it was 3:30 in the morning I needed to go back to bed. No matter which way the test turned out, there was no way I could go back to sleep so I opted not to take the test until I woke for real in a couple of hours.  

5:45 am… It was time. I mustard up some pee and began the process. I put the cap back on and shoved it back in the package. Then stuck it in my makeup draw. I waited. I waited for the 3 minutes you are supposed to and then 1 additional minute, just in case.  

I slowly pulled the stick out of the package and it clearly read PREGNANT!  

My heart leaped! Easton is going to be a big sister! My Father’s Day plan is going to happen. I knew I was freaking pregnant. Thank you, Hubby, for digging in the trash and second guessing me!

 

Monday, July 1, 2013

SHINE ON! Dance Recital

Her toddler face is now the face of a little lady.
Her words have grown.
Her mind has soared.
She has grown and changed so much. 
November 2012
May 2013


 On Sunday, June 9th, Easton had her first dance recital, Shine On.
 
The Wednesday before was a full dress rehearsal.Where I was able to sit in the audience and snap photos of her Little Bumble Bee performance. I must say, it is the cutest thing in the world to watch.
 



 
 I originally planned on being in the audience during the performance, however, the Friday before Easton was diagnosed with a UTI. Ugh... couldn't have been worse timing. So I decided to go back stage be around for Easton's potty breaks.


 
Lined up and ready to hit the stage
 
I was able to watch the performance from the side and I was so proud of Easton. She is definitely a leader. I always tell Josh I would much rather raise an opinionated, vocal, passionate, self confident little girl than one who says nothing and never stands up for herself. 






Thank you to all our family and friends who came out to support our little Bumble Bee!