Oui're Expecting!

You read it right!

"I'm pregnant"

"With Child"

"Knocked up"

"Bun in the oven"

"Preggers"

"On stork watch"

"In the family way"

Aaron and I decided last year that after our Alaskan vacation we'd pull out all the stops on procreating. So, low and behold our very first month of trying, we conceived! It's funny, but I knew almost immediately I was pregnant. I know exactly when it happened and, at first, I was in complete denial about it. I didn't think it was possible that it could have happened so quickly. But, Aaron recently reminded me, "Do you ever not accomplish what you set out to do?" True, true.

Within a few days of when I suspect we conceived I started feeling some of the tell-tale symptoms starting with extreme fatigue and a few other nasty ones (I'll spare you the details of what those symptoms are; if you're supremely curious you can look them up here). When I took a pregnancy test and it came up negative I tried really hard not to be disappointed.

A few days later Aaron and I went for a hike and I said, "Aaron, I legit think I'm pregnant." He laughed at me and said, "There is no way you'd know already." What Aaron doesn't really understand is that I know my body. I live in it. When something is different, I know immediately.

So a few days after that I took another pregnancy test and it came up negative, AGAIN. I was baffled. Of course I was on the horn with my sister every second discussing every little symptom I had. She was convinced I was knocked up and kept telling me to take another test. I refused. I hated to see the words "not pregnant" pop up on the digital screen.

Finally, about 4 days after I missed what would have been my first "natural" (off the pill) period (in 15 years) I woke up around 3AM to pee (for the 2nd time that night) and sleepy-eyed I figured, "What the hell, I'll take another test, I have one left. If it's negative, clearly, I don't have a regular cycle." So, I peed on the little stick for the 3rd time that month and the word "Pregnant" appeared within seconds. It was like a movie. Immediately I rubbed my eyes because I wasn't wearing my contacts. Pregnant was still there. That beautiful little digital word staring back at me.

"Huh." I said out loud.
In a moment of pure confusion, I put the test in a drawer in the bathroom and went back to bed. It's typical Jessi to process it in my head before I told anyone, including Aaron.

The next morning I woke up and immediately thought, "was that a dream?" In the bathroom I opened the drawer and saw "pregnant" staring back at me.

I slinked downstairs and put the test on the counter... where Aaron was preparing breakfast. This is what happened next (pardon the profanity):

A:"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
J: (sheepishly, like this was my personal accomplishment even though he helped) "Yep!"
A: "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
J: "I know!!!"
A: "Seriously?"
J: "It appears so."
A: "Damn, I was liking all this practicing!!!"

Then, of course we had a nice little moment that I'll keep just for me.

I've had 3 doctors appointments including my first ultrasound where we saw Baby Molloy for the first time. It was one of the most precious moments of my entire life. We've heard the heartbeat. It's awesome to know there is a baby inside my body; hearing its little heart and seeing it moving around on the screen is a completely breath taking experience. (And yes, I am a nervous, paranoid first-time-pregnancy wreck!)

So there you have it. Coincidentally, every new week of my pregnancy starts on a Wednesday, our favorite day of the week. It's like fate. I'm exactly 13 weeks today. My expected due date is May 30th.  What I am really hoping for is a completely uneventful, healthy pregnancy. So, please keep your fingers crossed.

This year we have much to be thankful for, oui?