Sore Sore Boobs

Nothing much to add but owwwwww boobs are on fire!

Sinking In

I hardly slept at all last night, all I kept thinking about is how to tell our parents, and also, we want our close friends to know, so how do we choose who to tell and how?

We know you're not really meant to say anything until the 3 month mark, but these are my close friends, and touchwood it doesnt, but if anything did happen to me or bubs, I would need them there to support me, so no harm in telling.

I had a look on Amazon today because I wanted to order some kind of book to help me through all my stages and to find out what I can and can't do and or eat. There are sooooo many books, I went to Borders to sneek a peak through some, and had a look at what our baby looks like at the moment, and I think he's (oh my God I'm calling it a "He"!!??!!) about the size of a little prawn at the mo! Awwwww!!

I went out with my Mum after lunch and had a strong urge to tell her, but I decided to wait until we can tell my parents at the same time as Jacks.

Jack's picking up my engagement ring tonight from the jewellers, so now it will fit me, Hooray! I'm really glad that we were engaged before conception, it just feels like we're more of a little family now!

We really need to get a move on with the house front, and also need another car... I don't think the Smart car will be sufficient for three of us!

Pregnancy Test # 2

Tummy was woken to more kisses this morning from Daddy - both of us are on cloud nine, although understandably tired, still buzzing from the news.

When both of us are at work all we want to do is see each other so we can talk about it!

I rang the doctor to book my first appointment, and have one first thing on Monday which will be great as we will find out our due date. According to the website http://www.babycentre.co.uk bubba is due on 15th June, which is mine and Jack's anniversary, and also his birthday! Let's see what the doctor has to say first though.

On our way home from work we stopped off at Sainsburys and Jack bought another First Response test for me to do. We just wanted to be sure, and Jack also wanted to see the positive test for himself. As soon as we got back, I did it, and again, straight away the two pink lines came up. Another wave of reassurance came over us and we now know I definitely am pregnant!

We spoke about when we will tell our parents, and decided it will be nice to tell them all at the same time, so hopefully we will be able to nab them at the Engagement Party to tell them they're all going to be Grandparents!

Big Fat Positive!

I woke up this morning with still no sign of my period. I had had all the symptoms of it coming since Saturday - such bad pains in my stomach and inside legs, but no show which baffled me. We decided last night that I should do a test this morning if there was still nothing, as I was now 4 days late.

I stayed at home because I had the dentist, waited until I heard everyone else was downstairs, then crept to the loo armed with my First Response. 2 lines = pregnant, 1 line = not pregnant. It said on the box to wait for 3 minutes, but as soon as I'd weed on the stick, the two lines were shining bright at me! I was shaking so much, and found myself saying "Oh My God" out loud to myself! I still wasn't sure if I was imagining it so I had to take a picture so I could convince myself later on in the day when I'd start questioning what I'd seen.

I'd decided I didn't want to tell Jack over the phone - I thought it would be more special in person, but I knew keeping it to myself would be agonising! On the way to work I thought about how I would tell him and his reaction, and kept finding myself rubbing my tummy.

I went into Baby Gap and bought a pair of new-born socks. Stage One of my plan!

The day had never gone slower... it dragged and dragged. Jack had said to me the night before that he might go out to watch the football, so I was praying he'd decided against it so I could tell him our news! He picked me up from the station and in the car I told him I'd bought him a present which of course, he wanted to see there and then. I said he'd have to wait until we got home, and once we were in the bedroom, out came the socks!

His face was blank at first, he was just looking at them, then smiled and said to me "are you pregnant?" I nodded, and he smiled again, looked at the socks and asked me "really?", I nodded again and he said he wanted to do a dance! We had a little hug and the belly had lots of kisses, it was lovely!

We had dinner with his Mum and Sister, it was so hard because all we wanted to do is talk about it, but we couldn't... we just kept giving each other secret grins.

We went to bed and chatted about it some more. Jack was being very sweet, tucking me into bed, talking to my tummy, and telling me to be careful when I was lying on my front.

I think because I don't have a big bump right now, and I'm not throwing up (I dont want that as a symtom either thanks!), it doesn't feel real! We went to sleep happy and smiley, but I don't think either of us got much sleep what with everything whizzing through our heads.