Finding out we're pregnant.

This story is different than how I always imagined it would be. I thought we would have a plan and it would be expected, but that is not at all how this story goes.

The last cycle that I had started on February 21. Every where we went during the end of March I brought supplies with me because I thought Aunt Flo might pay a visit. Well, fast forward to the first weekend in April and still nothing. I began to wonder a bit, but I didn't voice much concern to Taylor until April 5th. So at about 11 that night we headed to Walmart to buy a pregnancy test. I peed on the stick and it showed a big fat negative. Our thought was just oh well. We weren't trying and that means that another cycle should start soon.

On April 7th my nephew, Maverick, was born and we went to see him. He was adorable and after that I couldn't get my mind off of having children. I cried after we got home because I longed to have a baby of my own, and you can't get pregnant if you don't have a period, and I didn't have a period. (read this all as super emotional)

That week I Googled and searched and asked my mom and my best friend that is a nurse if being fifty days into this cycle is something I should go to the doctors for. Well, my best friend reminded me that everyone's body is different and sometimes your body takes a while to make adjustments. That finally put me at ease a bit so I stopped worrying.

Taylor and I joked about how Aunt Flo must have gotten lost on her way here, and bought a couple Dollar Tree pregnancy test that I could take and not feel bad about if they were negative. I took one on the 11th or 12th, looked at it right after the two minutes were up, and saw nothing. Taylor later pointed out that there was a very faint line. He didn't notice it until it was past the ten minute limit so I figured that it was wrong, and it was so faint that it couldn't mean anything.

On April 13th (our anniversary) I took a Dollar Tree test as soon as I woke up. There was a light line, but it didn't show up for six or seven minutes. I took another one an hour later, and the same thing happened again. As I sat in the first hour of church that day, I couldn't help but search everything there was about Dollar Tree tests and how positive results look.

I took another one that afternoon and one the next morning, and the results were the same. I didn't believe them because other than being emotional and not getting my period I didn't feel like I had any symptoms. We decided to go buy a digital one on Monday the 14th so that there wouldn't be any question as to whether or not I was pregnant. I was going to take it first thing Tuesday morning since that is the best time to take it. I got back from Walmart at 12, but by 12:30 I couldn't handle not knowing any longer so I took it figuring that it could be wrong if it said not pregnant, but knowing that I had another one I could take in the morning.

Wouldn't you know that that test said pregnant. I think that this was the first time that I actually believed that I might be pregnant. I immediately texted Taylor to see if he was at work so I could go see him or if he was still out in some guys field fixing their air drill. Of course he was still working on the air drill.. I decided I wanted to tell him in person, but 10 minutes later I couldn't stand not telling him so I slipped it into our texting conversation.

I was meeting a guy to sell our old iPhone so he was concerned about me doing that. 

I truly still did not believe that I was pregnant. I immediately called the doctor and got an appointment made for exactly 78 hours later. This has showed me that it is not our own timing that is important, but it is the Lord's timing.