So January 25th I had a feeling maybe I should take a pregnancy test. Had a feeling it would be positive but you never know. I was right! A very, very faint pink line showed up. I showed Jay and he said "staring at it will not change it from positive to negative."

I was in shock. I was getting myself together physically. Just had ACL surgery to stabilize my knee and lost 25 pounds. Must have done something right not supposed to get pregnant without intervention from my doctor. I guess instead I had divine intervention.

Went to the doctor on Feb 25th. Saw the first picture of our little blob (I have affectionatly nicknamed our little one) My co-workers are excited to go through this process with me.