Another 1st... setting up an appointment with the OB

I just started my 7th week of pregnancy. As an activity, I thought it would be important to setup an appointment to meet with an obstetrician. Everything I read online suggested that most OB's meet with their patients between the 6th and 8th week of pregnancy. The office I'm going to prefers to have the first appointment between the 8th and 10th week.

When I called and spoke to the receptionist, she asked why I needed to see the OB... making sure I was pregnant. When I told her I was, she said "congratulations". That was the first "congratulations" I heard. I called her while I was at work but went outside and away from the building so no one overheard my conversation. I don't know why, but for some reason I get kind of nervous when I have to call people I don't know. When she asked if I was married, I was grateful to say "yes". I can't even imagine not being married and finding out I'm expecting. For me, that would be a terrifying experience.

My appointment isn't until the 12th of June... more than three weeks away. I got the earliest appointment possible (8:30am) so I don't have to miss as much work. I was kind of hoping to meet with the doctor sooner... but I guess it's protocol.

Double, Triple, Quadruple Check

Just to be sure I really am "expecting"... I did a few extra tests. I believe there was one more... totaling 5 in all. They all showed the exact same result. That seems pretty conclusive to me.

Elizabeth & Jeff's Wedding

My youngest and only sister married Jeffrey Toone yesterday in the Salt Lake Temple. Jeff and I served our missions together in Mongolia. It was fun seeing them date and get to know each other over the past 16 months and even better to see them marry each other. We are very happy for them and wish them the best.

Everything went perfectly. Despite bad traffic and road closures, no one planning on coming missed the sealing. The luncheon was at the Rodizio Grill in Trolley Square. The reception later that night was beautiful.

Congrats to Elizabeth and Jeff!

The bride, groom, Justin Alaris, Morgan, Maddie & Kelsi at the reception

The coolest cake in the world... courtesy of my mom, Aunt Colleen & Aunt Juanita

Trent eating a chicken heart with the bride and groom in the background

Could it be?

For the last several days... I've that weird feeling that I'm "with child". I was only one day late yesterday (which isn't terribly uncommon) but I just kept getting the feeling that I should go and buy a pregnancy test. I told Trent on Sunday that I thought I was going to have a baby. He assured me that it was all in my head... and I was not. I resisted the urge to stop at the store on Monday... even though I really wanted to. I guess I mostly didn't want to get my hopes up to much. I thought I would be disappointed if the test came back negative. With that in mind, I decided to wait a little longer where I thought the probability of me actually being pregnant would be a little better (I don't know where the logic was in that thought).

After work today, I just couldn't take it anymore. I went to the local Wal Mart to pick up a test. I just had to know... one way or the other. No more waiting in anticipation for me. When I got into my car, I ripped the package open, pulled out the instructions, and starting reading them. I hurried home, took the test... and within seconds, this is what it showed:


I had to take a few "double takes" and re-read the instructions to make sure I was interpreting the result correctly. No wonder companies now make tests that "pregnant" or "not pregnant". In the middle of the moment, I think it's easy to confuse yourself. Once I realized I was likely reading it correctly, I was so excited, I didn't even know what to do. I started jumping around my bedroom like a little kid on Christmas day. I had tears fill my eyes. It probably sounds super cheesy... I was just really happy. My whole life, all I've ever wanted to be was a mom... and now, I'm on the path to fulfilling that dream.