Let's get caught up with the baby news, shall we?

So John and I started talking about starting a family almost 2 years ago. I had found out that I didn't get into grad school (again) and were trying to figure out what our next step was. So we started playing chicken- ya know, not really trying but not preventing anything. This went on for about a year. We decided that I should try for graduate school one more time and see what happens. I didn't get it. Thanks TWU.

I have several friends that have PCOS and after talking to them about their symptoms, I called the PA at my doctor's office and scheduled a visit. We found out that I have hypothyroidism and he started me on meds right away to get my thyroid straightened out. This was in August. By December we found a happy dosage and my thyroid was acting how it was supposed to. Let's jump to February.

I got home from work on the 10th and John wasn't home yet. I knew that I had a box of tests in the bathroom and taking one wouldn't hurt anything. It was just going to be negative like every other test had been over the last year, right?

Wrong.

So wrong.

2 immediate pink lines wrong.

Woa.

My jaw hit the floor. Of course my first thought was that the test was faulty and it had to be wrong. So naturally, I went to the dollar store the next day and stocked up on those cheap tests. They all had to be faulty too because they ALL turned positive over the next few days! Ok, so that makes at least 5 positive pregnancy tests. One would assume that would be enough. On no. Not me. I was still in such disbelief that I had to go buy just one of the fancy schmancy ones that spell out PREGNANT on the screen. Thank goodness for the fun money we each get in our monthly budget :)
And you guessed it, the digital one said pregnant too!

This was the week before Valentine's Day and I wanted to do something cute to tell John. Like get a cake or something. Yeah I can't hold in surprises for more than a day.

Wednesday night was the drawing for the big powerball thing. Here's how our conversation went:
J: I bought some powerball tickets.
Me: Oh yeah? Want to know what I bought?
J: What?
I handed him a baggie filled with all the thousand tests I had taken
J: What is this? Are you serious? OMG!

We are both so surprised that it only took two months after getting my thyroid leveled out to finally see those 2 pink lines.

Stay tuned! More baby updates to come :)