Early last year, random talk of starting a family started to occur. To my surprise, I found Michael asking questions about what I thought it would be like when we had kids, how many I thought we would have, if I wanted boys or girls, etc. I answered them with a giggle and would ask in return what he was thinking of the topic. Sooner than later, we discussed "trying" (I quickly found out that Michael HATES the "we're trying" phrase) and decided that we wouldn't "try" nor "avoid". So be it.
Fast forward to November (I don't think you need to know any details of what happened before this point...you're all adults). By this point I had been taking my temp. (on the days I remembered to or even felt like waking up at the crack of dawn to stick a thermometer in my mouth then lay perfectly still and relax without falling back to sleep) to help figure out when I usually ovulated. Lets say that I was not as diligent as one should be when seriously trying to figure out ones cycle--I was lazy that month and had missed a day here, three days there. Thanksgiving morning I realized that my temp had "spiked" and held for the last four days....hummmm. I told Michael that I was going to pee on a stick. He was half asleep, and not very optimistic due to the repeated negative results we had had in the past, and gave me a "sure, go for it". Into the bathroom I went.
To those of you who have never had the pleasure of peeing on a stick, yes it is a little weird and yes you feel like a fool. Pee, pee, pee, pee, pee, cap and set down. "Really? Was that a little bit of a pink line? No, can't be that fast. Keliann, put your contacts in you fool!" Waiting is probably the hardest and weirdest part. Part of you wants to get excited, part of you is realistic and not getting your hopes up. "Brush your teeth because you got time to kill....." Then I decided I should go get Michael, just in case. After some coaxing, MJ got up and came in the bathroom to look. Yes, I made him look first. "SHUT UP!" "SHUT UP" For the next three minutes or so Michael continues to shout "shut up", wide eyed and fully awake at this point. I just laugh while trying to figure out if it is a happy "shut up" or an oh-sh*t "shut up" (I truly believe it was 95% happy, 5% oh-sh*t).
Michael slowly backed off the "shut ups" and asked me to pee on another one. Funny, that was the last one of the three pack. So, MJ states he is going to Rite Aid, but wait, it is Thanksgiving morning. Nothing is open this early except maybe the corner gas station and are YOU going to trust the test that is inside that dusty box? Not worth my $15. Since we were hosting dinner for 21 people that day our to do list was long and the day quickly passed. Before we knew it, our family started to arrive and the turkey needed to come out of the oven. We never made it to the store for the second (and maybe third) test. All day we smiled at our "little" secret and didn't tell a soul. Not even as my sister and Dara start questioning me about when MJ and I were going to have kids. He he he, little did they know!
Here is our 2nd annual family Turkey Day photo. Mom, you're on the phone and our "little" secret is in there too!
Needless to say, it was a perfect Thanksgiving!
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So cute!!!!
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