Holy Shit! It worked.

So, Mike and I've been trying since Xmas and it finally happened. We had a feeling that it would only take us 3-6 months to get pregnant; it took 4! I was a little late and asked Mike if he would like to find out with me by picking up the pregnancy test and taking it together or if he would prefer being surprised. He said surprise me. The funny thing is, I didn't plan on checking until the 20th or 21st. I took that comment as a green light. I decided to pick up one of those digital readers so that it would be ABSOLUTELY clear. When I got home, I took the test and walked away to start dinner. When I came back to look, it said, "pregnant". I kept staring where it should say, "not", because that is honestly what I was expecting. All I could say was, "Oh my God! Oh m' God, Oh m' God, Oh m' God, Oh m' God, OH MY GOD!!! I was jumping around the house at the idea of being pregnant, but didn't (and still don't) believe it. I quickly jumped in my car and hit every green light on the way to the grocery store and found a parking spot right in front. It was meant to be. I ran in and grabbed a baby bottle, baby spoon, and baby fork, not to mention my lotto tickets (I won $30 - it was a good day). When Mike got home I was acting like myself as if nothing were different. I offered him something to drink and a small snack before dinner. When I gave it to him, his milk was in the baby bottle and the baby spoon and fork were with the plate. He asked me, "What am I supposed to do with this?" I handed him the test stick and he was a little in shock. In his head was, "Holy Shit!" The same thing was going through mine. He gave me a hug and we sat there for a little bit saying "can you believe it?" He told me he was glad that he didn't have to say, "You're fucking shitting me." Mike's little way of saying, "What?" Anyway, we spent the rest of the night telling my parents and Mike's mom, my best friend and Mike's best friends. It was so late at night, I couldn't tell everyone. Wow, so this is how it all begins.