I was feeling off the last week of February. Mr. G and I agreed I'd take a pregnancy test on Saturday morning (our work schedules don't mesh any more so we're only both home and awake at the same time on weekends). I saw that second pink line and immediately sank to floor, head in my heads. It was such a shock!
Mr. G was surprised (and I think a little overwhelmed too though he'd never admit it) - he drove to the store for another brand of test, and all told I took 5 that morning. Ha!
We just stared at all those positive tests and each other. Then we moved on to elation + surprise. :)
The first trimester was rough. The secret for me was 10 hours of sleep a night and forgiving myself for eating nothing but carbs and dairy all day, every day. Maybe that means I'll have a baby that loves cheese and sleep? :)
At any rate, I'm feeling more like myself these days (holding on to that 8 o'clock bedtime, though) and glad I can enjoy this pregnancy and all the fun stuff still to come - the ultrasound coming up next month, feeling the baby move! Yay!
Life is good!