The Day My Life Changed

So I couldn't post this entry when I initially wrote it (in Indiana) because I had not told my boss or my co-workers or anyone else in Alamosa (a few of whom read this blog... hi Lucy!)... but now I'm back and have met with all of those important people... This post is more personal than most I've written but I have a feeling there will be more like this in the future...



Prior to getting pregnant I had some irregular cycles. One month it was 28, the next 34. So I didn't think much when I passed thirty... but by 34 I just felt like maybe something was up. So I went to the store (it was Tuesday) bought a two pack of test, took one when I got home, looked at it and said... inconclusive. There was definitely the one line but I couldn't tell if I could see the other line or if it was the outline of the line that would be dark if it was positive... So I of course did what any rational person would do. I took the other one in the box. Again inconclusive... I called Reid into the bathroom to consult. His professional opinion? "I don't know. I doubt you're pregnant." Note to self, in matters of my own body, don't consult with Reid.



But there was nothing I could do but wait. I started having some light cramps and thought "aha! Any day now!" I thought that until Saturday morning. I was driving to Denver later Saturday morning to get on a plane to fly to Indiana to help my mother and father pack/get ready to put their house on the market (it seems to be a theme of my summers as last summer I was in DC with Sarah and Dan doing the same). Because I still had not started my period Friday afternoon I bought a five pack of digital tests (the ones that give you no way to come to an inconclusive reading because of their handy "pregnant"/"not pregnant" reading). I was sure that I was going to start my period but thought I'd need the test later this summer so why not buy the big pack (with my family planning I am economical... the test are cheaper the more you buy after all).



Cut to Saturday morning... I wake up at 6am and really have to pee. So, I figure I'll sneak to the bathroom, use the first morning pee (which is the best according to the box), see a negative and be back in bed by 6:15. I do the first part, but before I'm done in the bathroom I look down and the stick says clear as day "Pregnant." Now, the paper said that it could take up to three minutes to show results but some people see results in as little as a minute. It had not been 35 seconds, I swear. But here is a little insight into how Jenna's brain works (I'd like to say it worked this way because it was six in the morning, but no it always works this way)... I thought to myself, maybe the test ALWAYS pops up with pregnant first and then the "NOT" shows up after the one to three minutes (a friend of mine pointed out to me that this would be a really bad design model, to which I whole-hearedly agreed). But I went back to the bedroom, and watched three full minutes tick by on our bedroom alarm clock. Then I went back into the the bathroom, looked at the stick and still saw...



PREGNANT...



Next, how I told Reid (and just to build the suspense, it is not how I had always dreamed it would be).