Okay, so it took 15 months for "Whatever happens, happens" to happen. After months and months of taking pregnancy tests and getting negatives, I began to become worried that maybe something was wrong, and Dustin and I would never become pregnant. People kept asking us, "When are you two going to start a family?" "When's the baby coming?" And I began to become frustrated. All I could say was "Whenever it wants to" or "We are trying!" Even my students at school kept bugging me about when I was going to have a baby! Even though I didn't tell many people, Dustin and I had been REALLY trying since I graduated from college, but nothing was coming from it but wasted money on pregnancy tests and me becoming depressed.
On May 18th, 2011, the next to last day of teaching for me, and 3 days until Dustin's college graduation, I felt the need to take a pregnancy test. I kept telling myself that it was a bad idea. We really didn't have the money for me to buy one, and I was only 3 days late, which was typical of me. I argued with myself for the entire day before going to Walgreen's before going home and picking up a test. When I got home, I got on my knees and prayed to God that if the time was right, that I would be pregnant. I was ready to be a mother, and I knew that Dustin and I would make good parents. Dustin was finished with his undergrad, I had a year of teaching under my belt, and I was 3 months away from completing my Master's, which I would do over the summer. I thought that the timing was right.
Then I took the test. I was afraid to look at it at first, because I didn't want to be upset again, but I was used to the disappointment, so I looked anyway. To my surprise, there were two lines on the test instead of the usual one line. My heart began to race, and I began shaking with excitement. I called my sister to ask her what I should do, and she told me to go to the doctor and get a confirmation, in case the test was wrong. Dustin wasn't going to be home for another 2 hours, so I raced to the after hours clinic. They gave me another test, and it was also positive. 2 positive tests in one day, after taking over a dozen tests and getting negatives. The doctor wrote me a note confirming my pregnancy, and giving me and approximate due date of January 20. The doctor deduced that I was about 4 weeks pregnant. I raced home with my paper, and waited to Dustin to get home.
When Dustin got home, I asked him if I could give him his graduation present early. I made him sit downstairs at the table, while I went upstairs to get his present, because it was a "BIG" present. I rattled a few things around in the closet to make it seem as if I was retrieving his gift. When I came downstairs, I made him close his eyes and open his hands. Upon reading the paper, he teared up, his only response being "Really?" I replied, "Yes, honey, we are going to have a baby!" We embraced one another joyfully, excited that we were finally going to experience the joys of pregnancy and parenthood.
This was before the symptoms of pregnancy really had time to kick in.
I would post pictures of the note and the pregnancy test, but I didn't take pictures of either, and I can't find the note at the moment. I didn't keep the test; that's kind of disgusting.
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