Day 80

Today marks day 80 of being pregnant....I haven't been counting, just have an app on my iphone that tells me important information like that. I go into work tomorrow at 5am so I think this will be more of a list post instead of putting together sentences and paragraphs.

*Even though I love to eat steak, meat isn't my thing right now
*Im one of a million in the fact that I don't have morning sickness..... just get a little nauseous sometimes during the day. No throwing up for me and I am thankful
*Exhaustion.... I can sleep 10 hours and still be tired
*I find myself not being able to make decisions about ANYTHING
*Cracker Barrel has become my new favorite restaurant. I can get veggies and be happy!
*Parker is still acting like the baby protector. He often sits on my lap and lays his head on my belly....with kisses of course.
*Baby Kincaid went to it's first Braves game last Friday at the field's opening day. I think we brought luck with us so we were able to beat the Phillies!!!!
*Besides exhaustion... heartburn and back pain are my symptoms that are constant.

Ok...off to eat pizza....it sounds good to me right now so Im going with it

Baby Kincaid

What is the correct way to start a post about being pregnant??? I have no idea where to even begin and tons of random thoughts are just floating around my crazy brain. I guess I will just start at the beginning and see if I can stumble my way through.

One weekend in early February Ty and I had a busy weekend. It was a weekend when I was working both Saturday and Sunday and Ty's father had come to visit. He was in town and brought his truck with trailer for us to borrow. Ty and I had picked out a bed, dresser, and coffee table at IKEA and we were going to use this opportunity of a trailer to go purchase and bring home the items. Well, with me at work it was just the two men on their own. I knew they could handle this, so no worries from me at work.

The Saturday was just normal for me at work, but I was exhausted!! I had been tired for a few days now and it just wasn't like me. If you know my crazy work schedule then you would never think anything else could be a cause of exhaustion. When I got home I just wanted to get to bed, but I just wasnt feeling normal. Being pretty in tune with my body and knowing something was different, I had a random thought....."Could I be pregnant??"

After making myself ok with the idea of taking a test, I decided not to say anything to Ty and just have a moment to see what happens. I had no idea that in about 15 seconds....not the full 2 minutes it said....my life would change. I wish I could say I started crying, jumped up and down, laughed of excitement.....but none of that happened to me. I stayed still, was calm, and overall just frozen in shock. Then came the 1000's of thoughts......"How do I tell Ty?.......Am I really going to be a mom??......Do I wait until the morning to test again to make sure??...... When should I go to the doctor??.....What's going to happen at work??..etc etc" At that moment I had to stop the thoughts. I had to start praying....it was the time that I had that only God and I knew about this miracle inside me. I treasured that.

So how did I tell Ty that he was going to be a dad??? Ty was actually upstairs and in bed while I was in the bathroom. I got Parker out of the bed and put him in his own while I brushed my teeth. Thoughts are just running through my head!!!! I went into the closet and there was a plastic storage container that had baby clothes in. ( Keep in mind that working at BabyGap and having lots of family and friends having babies, I keep a stash of things to always be ready!!) I start going through the items and I find a onesie that says I Love Daddy.....PERFECT! I grab it, grab the positive test, and quickly put it in a box. I walk into our room and Ty is just watching some tv waiting for me to get in bed to sleep. I told him that I had something for him but I wanted to give it to him in another room so Parker wouldnt wake up and start barking. I led Ty into one of our spare rooms upstairs, the one that we knew we wanted to be our nursery one day. He kept looking at me weird but went along with it. Once we got in there I gave him the box.....he opened it....and said nothing with a confused look on his face. The words that came out, "What does this mean?" "Does this mean we are having a baby?" I was just crying at this point and we hugged for what seemed like an hour. Excitement was all over us!!!

Going to sleep wasnt easy to do and we just kept talking in bed. It was just hard to believe that we were going to be parents. We prayed together..... for our new baby and the journey of parenthood that we were starting. Now we shared a secret, something that we couldnt just go and tell the world right away. Being who I am, I wanted 100% proof before saying anything. After 3 positive tests and an attempt to get blood drawn at the doctor, I knew I was going to be a mom.

Ok.... saving more of the story for other posts. The picture is of baby Kincaid at 8 weeks when we heard the heartbeat....the best thing ever!