How It All Went Down: The story of my pregnancy and childbirth - Part 1

In June of 2007, my husband and I decided to throw caution to the wind and I quit my birth control pill.  We weren't "trying" to get pregnant (you know what I mean) - we just put it all in God's hands.  Later that month, Aunt Flo didn't show up at her usual time.  I was sure she was just a little late, but I peed on the infamous stick that evening just to put my mind at rest.  It was one of those stupid plus/minus tests.  And there it was - a faint plus.  So faint that I was sure it couldn't be right.  So the next morning I took another test (your urine is supposed to be more concentrated in the morning, afterall).  Still too faint to be believed.  That afternoon I went to the store and bought a test that actually says "pregnant" or "not pregnant".  I'll never buy another kind again.  This result was one I couldn't question.  Before I finished peeing on the stick it said "pregnant".  Um, did this seriously happen to us this quickly?  Logistically we were ready for a kid, but mentally we still weren't quite used to the idea.  So while we were excited, we were also more than a little shocked.  Just nine months into our new marriage we learned that in another nine months we would be new parents.