We're Preggers...like super preggers.

It's been just shy of 4 months and I've had to keep a secret, like a really really big one. It's unbelievably difficult to be working in an industry that's all about working late, going to drinks with coworkers and taking business meetings all hours of the day when you'd rather be sleeping, in just underwear and hugging the toilet bowl. Well, we're preggers. And it's time to get down to business. The pains, aches, headaches, farting, cramping, moodiness, Oreo binges and caffeine crying is totally worth it, right? YES. After hearing the heartbeat of your little one that's not too far away from entering the world, it puts everything into perspective. We are one week away from our little "Sprinkle" being able to hear, and that's making my musician brother's mind blow. Those two little blue lines changed our world. I got home from work at 1a and felt totally different I knew something was up. I ripped open that stick and peed my heart out on it. Almost instantly the two lines began to form and I just started giggling. Legit, like an immature child. Like, me, I'm about to tell my husband that we're pregnant? Absolutely not, it's almost 2a and I'm not doing that to him. He won't even comprehend. Man is tired! So what to do? Obviously, wake up your mom. I call mom and we giggle for another hour while I'm hiding in the basement. Really, like the most immature thing in the world. I spend the evening staring at my husband, waiting for him to open his eyes. At 6:00a when the alarm goes off he wakes up and is shocked to see me staring at me. Like, could I be any creepier? Well no, I can't. I take the pee stick and put it on his head. He's like "really? this is how you're telling me?" Sure, I could have ducked out of work early and made him a beautiful candlelit dinner and all that jazz, but whatever, I'm impulsive. So there it is. We're makin a babers. It's the size of a navel orange today. I felt quickening last week. It felt like I was on a speed bump in slow motion. I even made the "nooooo" face bc I thought I was on a roller coaster for a second. I mean, it was pretty dope. So what's pregnancy been like? Um, well, take construction on a street at 4a when you're trying to sleep (LOTS OF JACKHAMMERS) and that's what it's like inside my head at all times. I have a high pain tolerance in general, but headaches are so obnoxious. I puke up just about every mean - my hubby won't let us go to restaurants anymore because I'm just wasting our money (JK) No really though, it's like the Exorcist, I projectile vomit. It's funny. I laugh. I'm now getting these round ligament pains, it's sharp stabbing pains, like mini men jabbing at your ovaries. Think your period cramps but like intense short amounts of time. I can't complain THAT much. My husband has been absolutely incredible. He smiles kindly as I eat a full bag of Oreos and pauses our favorite tv shows when I run to the bathroom. He just put together a new bed for us because my "nesting" or "psychosis" whichever you want to call it, has just made me want to redo the bedroom. And I don't mean like cute redecorating, I mean full on new room. I can't stand the room. I wake up and want to cry. Bless my man for being so patient and understanding. Rockstar.