Surprise!

Nathan and I had been trying for a couple of years to get pregnant without much luck. He had been telling me if we didn't have kids by the time he was 30 (only one year away) that he didn't want to have any at all. So, I went to the doctor and he had me start taking Clomid in August to increase our chances, but I wasn't too hopeful. The first month came and the pregnancy test was negative. I took another dose of Clomid and tried not to get my hopes up. The last couple of days I had been having really bad cramps and I started to get depressed thinking that I still wasn't pregnant. I bought a pregnancy test, though, just in case. I took it home, peed on the stick like you're supposed to, and waited. I occupied myself by leafing through our bathroom "reading material" but couldn't wait any longer - I looked at the little window on the test and there was only one line. I wasn't pregnant. I tried not to, but I started crying. I ended up on our bathroom floor, curled up, bawling like a baby. I knew it had only been a couple of months that I'd been taking the fertility drugs but there was this little nagging thought in the back of my mind that I was never going to get pregnant. I finally stopped crying and pulled myself off of the floor. I started to throw the test away but noticed that there were now two lines, not one line like there had been before. I just stared at it - was I REALLY pregnant?!? I had to be sure. I fumbled around for the instructions but my hands were shaking so bad that I couldn't hardly open up the booklet. I found the picture on the back of the box and and, YES, I was pregnant! Now I was back on the floor crying for a completely different reason. I couldn't wait for Nathan to get home so that I could tell him we were going to be parents!