Well, hello world, that's basically what a new little human will be saying on (or around, give or take a week or so) April 7, 2015. I don't know if it was my rant about 11 years of marriage or the Whole30 or just the the right time or God finally giving in to all the prayers from everyone in various countries or what. All I know is that back on August 10, when I got these results:
at 5:00am, I woke Norm up and said "Love! the test came back positive! what are we going to do?!?" and he, not even opening an eye, got out of bed, gave me a hug and said "we are going to have a BABY! Now get back in bed, it's 5;00am!"
A week after that we got to see this:
And yesterday we went back to the doctor and got to see the baby's little head, the nose, an arm waving around and before we knew it, baby rolled over and we saw the entire backbone... little lizard tail and everything. Then we got to hear the heartbeat that was right at 150 - 160 beats per minute.
We are officially in a journey that we thought we would never get to take...
So after 12 weeks of doing lots of nothing - which involves taking 5 hour naps after work - and eating lots of toast, bread, english muffins, bagels, cream cheese and chocolate milk, I am (somewhat) back to normal and back in action.
Now Norm, on the other hand, has been quite busy keeping up with making me fruit juices in the mornings, keeping up with the laundry, cleaning the bathroom, doing all the yard work and grocery shopping on his own...
Teamwork is on - let's grow this little human!