24 Weeks Ago

Well, we have not written in a really long time. I'm now 26 weeks pregnant, but haven't written about the pregnancy at all, so I thought that would be a great place to start.

When Marty and I got back from Europe we were pretty sure I was pregnant. I should say I think Marty was a little more sure than I was when we eventually found out for sure. In Ireland I told him, “We have to be pregnant, my stomach has never felt this way!” When we got home I decided to take an early pregnancy test and it came back negative. I was so upset because I knew I was pregnant but I had to believe the stick. I waited another week before taking another test just in case it was wrong. I woke up early Sunday morning before Marty got up and I noticed a faint second pink line. I thought can this really be. So, I Google imaged what a positive test looked like. I decided to take a picture of the test and wake Marty up. I then woke Marty up and showed him the picture I took and asked, “Can you see two pink lines?” He said, “Is this your pregnancy test?” That is when he told me that he knew I was pregnant because he was researching symptoms of pregnancy the night before. 

Positive

 We were so excited! We then kept the secret for about a week before telling our parents. We decided to Skype them and tell them the good news. We knew that it was early to tell family but we thought we would rather want them to know and be able to support us if needed. They were so excited. This will be Marty’s parents first grand-baby and my parents second (my brother has a little boy).

Excited Daddy

Excited Mommy

Marty painting the baby room.

All men need a nail gun!

We have been pretty busy since then. We have prepared most of the baby room, installed laminate flooring, Marty recently started his next-to-last semester of grad school, and we have been organizing like crazy. Since I found out I was pregnant five months ago I feel like we have so much to do.