No time like the present

Since I've heard that blue dye tests aren't as accurate/reliable, I went to Target and bought a pink dye and a digital test. And I used both. The results? See for yourself.

Holy cow! This is really happening! When Jonathan got home, around 3:30, I didn't say anything. I knew he wanted to go run, and if I told him then, he probably wouldn't. So he got him run in, had a shower, and we started to get dinner ready (yummm, left over Manwich.)

At one point he asked me how my day was. I just laughed nervously and said it was ok. I was going to say something, but I chickened out. Finally, after about 30 min, I just randomly said, "Well, Playtex has lost my business for a while..." and I walked out of the room.

He was like, do what? He followed me into the bedroom and said, "Are you serious?" I said I was, but I don't think it was too convincing because I was laughing hysterically. You see, when I get nervous, I do one of two things, and sometimes both at the same time. I either laugh hysterically or cry. At first I was laughing hysterically. He kept asking if I was serious. I kept saying yes, and he kept going, nuh uh. Then finally crying joined the hysterical laughing. But it may have been crying because I was laughing so hard. Too hard to tell.

Once he got past the shock of it, he had the biggest grin on his face that I believe stayed there all night. We hugged and kissed, and freaked out a little. Needless to say, our dinner got cold again and we had to reheat it. I knew he would be excited, and I was never scared to tell him. I was mostly nervous about saying it out loud because that would make it "real".

So, today I figured, there's no better time to start doing weekly updates than now.

Being that I'm 4 weeks and 2 days, various websites say that my baby (it is so bizarre to say that) is the size of a poppy seed!

How Far along: 4 weeks 2 days!

Total weight gain: -1 lb.
Maternity clothes: Nope, just my fat pants, but I was rocking those before I got pregnant.

Sleep: Same as usual

Best Moment this week: Jonathan's reaction (see above)

Movement: Just gas

Gender: No clue.
Labor signs: No, thank you

Belly button: In

Cravings: Oddly enough, vegetables. I just about bought out the veggie section at Publix yesterday.

What I miss: Running hard and not feeling totally out of breath (don't worry, I'm starting to dial back my running speed. Easy tempo.)

Stretch Marks: Nothing new

Weekly wisdom: Pink dye tests are more reliable, digital even more so.

What I am looking forward to this week: Eating at Texas Roadhouse (not baby related, MIL's b-day. And I like eating there. No, we aren't telling them yet.)

I might add a picture tomorrow. Or maybe I'll just wait until Sunday when I will be 5 weeks even. That will make it a lot easier for me to remember in the long run.

I had a slight inkling that I might be pregnant on Saturday when I starting thinking about the past week. I realized that at one point I thought my coffee smelled like a porta-potty, every time I'd run I would get the "runner's trots" (just ask any runner, they will totally know what you are talking about), I'd had insane, clear the room gas (tmi, sorry), and my usual pre-AF symptoms lasted for an entire week and never went away. On Sunday night Jon asked me when AF was due, and I said any day now, knowing full and well that I was testing in the morning, and what the outcome would probably be. But really, I didn't think that it would actually happen until it was staring me in the face.

I made my first appointment this morning, scheduled for February 8. Coincidentally that is my birthday as well. What a great birthday present!

(It's killing me to not be able to post this rightthisminute!)