First let me explain that we don't currently have a name picked out. We just call her Poppy right now because she was the size of a poppy seed when we first found out I was pregnant. But for now Poppy is a placeholder rather than calling her "baby" or "thing that hiccups in the middle of the night to wake her mommy up."
The month of May I was extremely tired for no apparent reason and had a few other symptoms of the early stages of pregnancy. And since Chris and I had decided to expand our family from 2 to 3, although I was hoping for twins, I was expecting it. So on the morning of Saturday, May 24th I woke up at 6am (for some reason I was wide awake and knew I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep) and I figured, "Why not take a test?" I almost couldn't believe when I saw the positive symbol on that test. Unfortunately for Chris, he was still sleeping but that didn't matter because this was important news. I ran into the bedroom, turned on the light and jumped on the bed with the positive test in my hand. I was probably talking very loudly at this point, but I made him read the test (there was a nifty little key on the side that identified what the symbols on the test meant). At first he was annoyed I had woken him up, after all it couldn't have been later than 6:30 at this point, but he eventually realized what I was so excited about and became just as excited.
It may still be another few months (I'm due February 1st) before we have our sweet baby girl to hold and love and keep us up at all hours of the night, but I cannot wait for us to be parents. Chris will be such a wonderful dad. He talks to Poppy all the time and says goodnight to her every night.
In celebration of Halloween, here is our baby girl looking like a scary skeleton monster trying to emerge. In case you are confused at what this is, her face is at the top middle of the ultrasound and her fist is to the left of her face.
