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As I type this post, I know it won't be published until a few weeks from now. Yesterday, (Saturday, April 22, 2012) Mark and I were lounging around at home and I casually mentioned that my period was five days late. He had already decided to go out and get lunch, so he picked up a home pregnancy test while he was out. I really didn't have to pee when he returned home, so I started drinking some water. We watched Bridesmaids while munching on a rotisserie chicken from Kroger. A little while later, I decided it was time to pee. I went into the bathroom and peed on the stick and waited. Mark's phone rang and he answered it. He was talking to our insurance guy. I walked back into the bathroom to check out the test.

Pregnant.

One tiny word. 2 syllables.

The world stopped moving. My heart was racing. I started sweating. For a brief moment, I thought I was going to throw up. Once I could sort of walk, I meandered into the office where Mark was still chatting away. I'm fairly certain the look on my face said it all. He took the test from me and we hugged. I could hear our insurance guy still talking. Mark brushed him off as quickly as he could and he came into the living room where I was sitting, still in shock, holding the flashing pregnancy test. Pregnant...Pregnant...Pregnant it said.

I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea. Now that I've had a full day to take it in, I'm so excited. I was excited yesterday, too. I won't lie though. That little flashing test is a game changer. I had about a million and five different thoughts running through my brain. It's scary, and that's the honest truth...but that doesn't mean I don't want it more than anything.

After we talked and hugged and OMG'd, I decided to take a shower. As I stood in the hot water, I thought...my little dove, my little dove. I ran my hand across my belly. I searched for any physical sign that I might have missed. Nothing. No physical evidence. Then why do I already feel so different? I'm guessing part of it's hormonal but the other part I think is a decision. I have already decided that I love my little dove...so crazy, but awesome at the same time. What a strange and wonderful feeling.

We spent the rest of the weekend watching movies and feeling smug. We have a secret! Nah-nah, nah-nah, boo, boo! We can't wait to tell our families. We're already thinking of ways to try and surprise them. We aren't telling anyone until they know and they aren't going to find out until after the doctors appointment- which I am calling about tomorrow. After we tell our families, we will tell our closest friends. Then I suppose we'll splatter it across the web. More news when I have more news. : )