Jay and I went to NY the weekend before we found out we were pregnant. We went for a long weekend visit to see my sweet cousin Mandi and her hubby, Jeff. The last day of our visit we spent in Soho and from the moment I woke up I knew something was off. I chalked it up to winding roads and Jeff's racecar driving ;-) But something deep down told me it was more than just carsickness.
We got back Sunday night and I went straight to bed because I was both exhausted and nauseated. Monday morning I told Jay I planned to take a pregnancy test. We tested before we left for NY and came up with a negative. However, that Monday morning I think my jaw dropped when I saw the double pink lines forming. Even though we had officially starting trying to get pregnant in February, it was still surreal to see how quickly it happened. Once the initial shock died down I ran out and bought the obligatory fun digital test that cheerfully displays "pregnant" as well.
The purpose of this blog is to follow all the twists and turns as I embrace my nine months of gestation.
