Get my freak-out on

I believe the official freak out time has already begun, however my doctor was able to kick it up a notch for me today by confirming what I already knew, but still refuse to admit.

Wait for it.....








Yes. I have a bobble-head inside of me. CRA-ZY!

I did a blood test yesterday at the doctor's office and according to the results my beta hCG level is up. For a non-preggers women that level would be negative or non-existent. So, bobble-head is a week to two weeks old, which is what I had estimated.

Welcome to the world little bobble-head! I love you very much and I can't wait to meet you!

Tell her what she wins Rod!

Rod: Well Bob...She wins a brand new embryo! (clapclapclap cheercheercheer)

Bob: That's right everybody! She does! A round of applause please! There were two pink lines again this morning, which could only mean one thing (besides a faulty test): A brand new rolly-polly, flouncy- bouncy baby! Delivered in 9 months! Congratulations Amy!

Amy: Well...well...I ju...just don't know wha, what to say! Thank you Jim! Thank you everyone! I can't believe it! I can't wait to meet this grand prize!

(Amy would like the reading audience to know that while she does believe what First Response has to say, she has also enlisted the help of her doctor's office to provide additional pregnancy results Friday morning.)

Hi God...

If I am truly pregnant please let this child be

1) healthy

2) happy

3) a genius

4) stunningly attractive

Amy phone home

I must say that I feel very spaced out since Monday night.
Shock + Disbelief - Sleep + Racing Mind = me

Often I find myself staring off, mind wandering, thinking I can't let my child have a MySpace account! Too many pervs out there! What if my kid is a picky eater until he/she is 21 and will only eat peanut butter and jelly every day. Will my child even like me? I forgo the pregnancy worries and fast forward my worries 10 to 15 years later. Makes no sense, but isn't that what pregnancy is all about?...crazy hormones and irrational fears. Yes. Yes it is.

Part of the reason I am not thinking as much about the actual pregnancy is I really can't believe there is another person inside of me. Boggles the mind. Growing up, one always hears about the miracle of birth:

'Oh! It's just amazing!'

'Truly it's a blessing!'

'A modern day miracle!'

'Um! Holy Crap!'

Pretty much you take all the things you hear about the miracle of birth in stride, until it actually happens to you. Then, you freak the eff out. At least that is what happened to me. I showed Jim the results on Monday night and went through emotions as follows: head exploding shock, body trembling excitement, mind numbing confusion, absolute total fear, and finally something that eerily resembles the twilight zone (with a bunch of 'holy craps' thrown in for good measure).

And that brings me to my current state: Out of it. I can't concentrate on much, and the few emotions I can identify right now are elation and aniexty. I have also gotten really good at identifying hunger, though I am fairly certain that isn't an emotion, at this stage of pregnancy anyway. Ask me again in 12 weeks, and hunger may be my one and only emotion.

Well...the other emotion I am aware of is if this baby doesn't make it until 12 weeks, but let's not talk about that right now. Let's talk about sunshine and bunnies, because they? Make everything better! Even ranging hormonal pregnant women. Right.

Two by two

Two pink lines on Monday night at 9:30 p.m. One darker than the other, but two lines nonetheless. I will wait until Thursday to take another one, because really? Is this right?

It was supposed to take a over a year, not four months! It was supposed to be a struggle, not easy! It was supposed to happen when we were completely ready (ha), not during job changes! All my supposing made this a little to shocking and left our minds reeling.

Two pink lines on Monday night at 9:30 p.m. Our lives are forever changed, and all for the better.