The Beginning of Barely Controlled Chaos

We were sitting at dinner for our 9th anniversary and as I was sipping a glass of wine I was telling my hubby how I had been having the hardest time running that week. I was just so tired, and suddenly I did the quick calculation in my head and realized I was a little late. When I said, "Oh my...I might be pregnant!" He said, "Well, it looks like I am drinking the rest of the bottle of wine!"

Took a test the next day...and 'lo and behold, 2 lines. It was a great anniversary present.

With baby girl #2, baby girl #1 and I made a little note that she gave to Daddy when he got home. It said, "Daddy...Congratulations you are going to be a great Daddy...again!"

The girls are growing up so fast - you can read about the chaos and love they bring to our house at http://barelycontrolledchaos.wordpress.com.

St. Patty's Day Bump

My story is just in time for St. Pattys Day...well, a day late but whatever.

I found out I was pregnant on St. Patty's Day 1997. I bought two 6 packs and put them in the fridge. When hubby got home from work I told him I thought we'd celebrate with Irish beer and invited him to take a look at my beer of choice. He discovered one 6 pack of Harp and the other of O'Douls. It took him about 10 seconds of staring at the O'Douls for it to register. He looked at me and said, "NO WAY!". It's a great memory for us and since it was a holiday, the anniversary of finding out we were expecting our first child will always be a day we celebrate!

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Announcing.... TWINS

So my ‘friend’ was due on Tuesday, but it was common to be a few days late. By Friday, I was a little concerned, but not too, but I did decide to have a great time that weekend, just in case.

Monday, and my brother was off so I dragged him to the grocery store to buy ‘the test’. Went home, and sure enough…I passed. I went out to the back porch and was smoking a cigarette (as any smoker will do when they get this news), when hubby drove up. One look at my face and he knew….

Life was grand and at 20 weeks we decided to find out the sex, so we scheduled the Ultra-sound and went in. The tech placed the wand on my belly, and immediately exclaimed “did you know you’re having TWINS”? uh, no. But I do now.

Note: I quit smoking one week after I found out, and still am a non-smoker.

Pregnancy Testing at Work

Here are Becky's Stories:

Baby 1 - we had purchased a house and were doing renovations before we moved in. I was aching everywhere and I just didn't feel right, but I assumed it was a all the work we were doing. At work, I realized... what a minute something is wrong here...wait...when was my last... no way....so I rushed to the local drugstore and took the test in the bathroom at work. It took milliseconds to confirm my suspicions.

I knew I would be due in November which was the same month as our wedding anniversary. I told my husband to meet me at the new house. I had a sign that said, Happy Anniversary, Happy Thanksgiving, Happy Birthday...what do these things have in common? When he opened the door he saw balloons (anniversary, birthday and thanksgiving) and tied to the end was the pregnancy test.

We told our family and friends by saying that were were already going to have to re-decorate the room. They all fell in the trap by saying, "Well, I think it is just fine, why do you have to re-paint?".... "Because it is totally inappropriate for a nursery!"

Baby 2 - Again, suspected something was not quite right. Took a test (at work again) but saw nothing and shoved the test back into the box and bag and shoved it in my purse. The next day, I get a call from my husband....
"I saw it"
"Saw what?"
"You know..."
"Know what?!?! I really have to go babe...."
"Oh my goodness...(teasing).... you have no idea...."
"WHAT are you talking about?!?!"
"The test... in the bag... there are 2 lines...."
"WHAT?!?!!?!? Are You SURE?!?!?!? When you hold the test, which way are the lines going?!?!?!"
"Babe.... I know how to read a pregnancy test!"
Apparently I did not wait long enough, and the next morning (not thinking) I pulled the bag out of my purse and left it out on a counter. He went to throw it away and found out the good news even before me!!

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a picture is worth a thousand words

From the beginning of our marriage, we knew we wanted to have children. We hadn't yet agreed on how many -- hubby wanted 5 or more, but I think my limit is really 3. Regardless, God will decide on that one. We decided to start trying actively, not just practicing, in the spring of 2005. I fully expected to wait 6 months to a year to become pregnant because I had been on birth control for so long. So I was quite surprised to get pregnant after only three months.

I had spent that Saturday at a pool party, drinking glass after glass of frozen appletinis. When I woke up Sunday, I didn't feel great, but figured I had drank a little too much. Sunday afternoon I still wasn't feeling well, followed by a Monday with small amounts of food and large amounts of naseau. I didn't think that I had drank enough to have a two day hangover, but I was still chalking it up to that. By Tuesday afternoon still not feeling well, I left work early thinking I might have a stomach bug or something. About 4:00 I thought, hmmm, maybe I'll just take a pregnancy test, just to rule that out. I did my thing and waited. I walked back in the bathroom, saw the results and my jaw dropped on. It went a little something like this:

"Oh my God!"

"OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD!"

I ran to the trash can to pull the directions out of the trash just to be sure that I was reading the results correctly.

I ran around the house, "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD!" for probably a good 10 minutes.

Then I had to figure out how to tell my husband. I wanted to do something unique and fun and surprising, but just then he called to let me know his business partner was in town and that he was going to dinner with him. He asked if I wanted to join them for dinner. I really didn't want to break the news to my husband with his partner there. Not exactly romantic or fun. I also wasn't sure if we wanted to tell people right away or not. But I didn't want to wait until after dinner. I knew I couldn't wait that long to tell him.

So I took pictures of the pregnancy test, lots of pictures. When hubby and his partner came to the house, I hid the test so he wouldn't see it. Luckly, hubby and I were taking our own car, so when we got in, I took my camera out and told him I wanted to show him this picture that I took that day. He looked at it, looked at me, looked back at the picture and then got this big grin on his face and said, "Really?"

"Really."

"That's awesome!"

He of course wanted to tell the whole world immediately. So did I, but I really wanted to have it confirmed by a doctor before we told everyone, just in case. We did end up telling his partner and the next day I called the doctor. Much to my surprise, the nurse told me that if the test said I was pregnant, I was pregnant.

I called my Mom and my stepmom and Dad and my sister and my best friend. Then I sent out an email with the subject "The best picture I've ever taken" and attached the picture of the positive pregnancy test.