The 4th of July holds a lot of exciting celebrations in our house. We got our puppy, Libby on July 2nd and therefore named her Liberty. And, it was a year ago yesterday that Robbie and I found out that we were expecting little Ms. Abigail!
It was through a conversation with a friend, Julie Romero, that I realized that I should probably go buy a home test and find out for sure. When I told Robbie of my suspicions he was super caught off guard and was like a deer in headlights, so I told him to shrug it off like I was just wrong and not think about it. But, I still was wondering like crazy, so I decided to go get a home test.
First of all, call me paranoid, but I was SUPER nervous buying a test at the grocery store. I don't know...it's kind of like buying condoms or something...haha. Well, the box said that the best results are when you take the test first thing in the morning. So I decided to hold off in the evening and try it in the morning. Needless to say, I could not sleep a wink that night, tossing and turning wondering if I was or not. So finally at the crack of dawn (around 5am) I went in and took the test.
Sitting there for the 5 or so minutes that it takes was the most crazy anxious I have ever been. The lines started showing up and I was analyzing the box to see "for sure" how to tell what it meant and sure enough it said that two lines meant positive. My two lines were slowing appearing and my heart was racing! I thought about a million fun ways to try and tell Robbie, but realized that I was too hyped up to hold it in for any plan I was thinking.
I climbed back into bed and just laid there next to Robbie facing him and staring him, and I guess he sensed my stare and woke up. He looked at me and half asleep asked if everything was all right. I simply said, "I just took a test," and he jumped out of his sleep-state and into alert-mode, and said, "And?!" So I told him it was positive and started to tear up and he just stared....I think he was even more stunned then I was.
Well I obviously, having not gone through this before, didn't know whether to trust a home test, so we both went to work that day wondering still if it was "for sure." I called my doctor to set up an appointment and because it was the day before 4th of July, we couldn't get in until the 5th. We went about our 4th of July last year, around a lot of our family and friends, the whole time not being able to say a single thing.
Finally after the doctor's visit and getting their results back showing I was positive, we got to tell our parents and family and friends. We told Robbie's parents through magazines. We bought two "Parents" magazines and wrote in large marker above the title, "Grand." We told my parents by buying baby food jars and going over for dinner that night, and pulling them out suggesting that we use that with dinner instead. My mom starting crying with excitement and we got hugs all around!!
It's been a fun and crazy year since then, and now we have an almost 5 month old who is starting to "talk" non stop (sounding more like a monkey or love doves) and smile at Libby. Can't wait to see what exciting thing happens around this 4th of July or the next....
Not only did she get to meet some pretty awesome people, but she also got to dip in their pool, experiencing her very first swimming lesson with daddy. She was hesitant at first, but no cries and fussing, and later LOTS of smiles, giggles, and cooing!! 
